I love Sundays. I love going to church. I love getting dressed up in my best clothes. I love the music, the feeling I get, the spirit of the day. I love resting from all the normal things I feel I HAVE to do every other day. It is like taking a deep breath of the freshest cleanest air. It is thinking of a Heavenly Father that is sitting somewhere not so very far away, that loves me...no matter what. I love Sundays. It is always a day full of gratitude for not just a few things but for everything.
This Sunday was no different from all the things I listed except I was with a different set of loved ones. It is hard to sometimes keep the little ones appropriately busy on the Sabbath. Ryen had watched some FHE dvd's that Meg had gotten through Deseret Books. She seemed especially proud of the fact that she could single handedly click the right button that would continue the program on and on through the whole lesson. We heard her singing songs long after Maddie and the rest of us had tired of it.
That's when Megan brought out the sidewalk chalk. All those colors and a blank sidewalk brought out the best in the two girls and it kept them busy for a long time while we waited for Sonny to come home. Ryen worked on writing her numbers while Madelyn decided the chalk was entertaining enough for her.
Yawn....sigh...ahhh...it was a great day. We ended it with smoothies and the "Work and the Glory." Just a simple, sidewalk chalk kind of Sunday.
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