Recently, I have decided as the head of my family, we would start to read our scriptures nightly. We have tried this before with the same success as getting a teenager to clean her room (yes you Lauren). We tried reading one verse, one chapter, one verse each, leaving our scriptures on the table, listening online, beatings, torture, groundings, money, you name it we tried it.
Well this time, I was determined to make it stick. Rather than start from 1st Nephi and move from there because lets face it, no one makes it past 2nd Nephi, I decided to let one child choose a book, then one child picks a number for the chapter, then we each read how ever many verses we want.
This started out great, the kids usually will pick something they are interested in, we read as a family, and truthfully, the kids will often read more than one or two versus. It has turned out to be my one saving grace at home. I know each day, we can spend a few moments reading and talking about Christ. I truly enjoy it.
However, and there always is in my house, tonight as we read from James, in the Bible, Lauren mentioned that President Joseph F. Smith had read the Book of Mormon twice before he was ten. Grant, who is 11, said "That would have taken forever!"
Before anyone could speak, I seized my chance to take charge and insert my Priesthood role as the father of the family and tell the children how easy it was to read the Book of Mormon if you just focused on it, I said "I read the Book of Mormon in about a month when I was in the Marine Corps".
Grant said this "Holy Crap! Even with Alma?"
Yes Grant, even with Alma....
Stay on your toes with this gang
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
AHHHHH!!!!
Well, through recent events, my life has taken a fairly good turn for the better. I won't bore you with the details, but I would like to share one small morsel.
This weekend my wife and I had the opportunity to spend some time alone together. Now we always have date night. I truly believe date night is sacred and even if we are frustrated with each other, we go. Well this week we went with my brother and his wife. Somehow they had offered to take our two youngest to have a sleepless over at my brothers house.
My two middle children are off goofing around in CA on band tour (no jokes about band camp please), This would mean, that my wife and I were all alone. Yes all alone in the house for aver 24 hours. My first thought "LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!!"
The children disappeared around 2pm on Saturday and we had been doing chores and goofing off a bit. My darling wife was out making the women of the world look gorgeous, so I had the house all to myself.
What happened next should have been my first clue. My wife got home around 3:30, neither of us had eaten anything all day, so at 4pm we decided to go to "dinner". Now I ask you, what kind of people go to dinner at 4pm? Yup, you guessed it, we were the retired crowd dinner group.
Don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with a little Cafe Rio in the afternoon (not a metaphor). But dinner at 4pm really? We left for home with full tummies, and remembered the NASCAR race was on. How nice for us, we could snuggle in bed, hold each other close, watch the race.....etc, etc, etc. (insert wiggly eyebrows here)
Well to make a long story short we were both asleep by 6:30.
Yup, life in the fast lane.
This weekend my wife and I had the opportunity to spend some time alone together. Now we always have date night. I truly believe date night is sacred and even if we are frustrated with each other, we go. Well this week we went with my brother and his wife. Somehow they had offered to take our two youngest to have a sleepless over at my brothers house.
My two middle children are off goofing around in CA on band tour (no jokes about band camp please), This would mean, that my wife and I were all alone. Yes all alone in the house for aver 24 hours. My first thought "LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!!"
The children disappeared around 2pm on Saturday and we had been doing chores and goofing off a bit. My darling wife was out making the women of the world look gorgeous, so I had the house all to myself.
What happened next should have been my first clue. My wife got home around 3:30, neither of us had eaten anything all day, so at 4pm we decided to go to "dinner". Now I ask you, what kind of people go to dinner at 4pm? Yup, you guessed it, we were the retired crowd dinner group.
Don't get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with a little Cafe Rio in the afternoon (not a metaphor). But dinner at 4pm really? We left for home with full tummies, and remembered the NASCAR race was on. How nice for us, we could snuggle in bed, hold each other close, watch the race.....etc, etc, etc. (insert wiggly eyebrows here)
Well to make a long story short we were both asleep by 6:30.
Yup, life in the fast lane.
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