Church was so good today. Michael is generally very good, today especially, which allowed me to chime in to the lessons. In sacrament the speakers talked about heeding the words of the prophets. They both did a very good job, and made me excited to prepare to listen to conference in October. Having living prophets today is such a blessing, and they give us direct instruction and revelation from God. And in Sunday school we talked about Nephi warning the people of prosperity leading to pride. These lessons always make me double check myself: Am I getting too carried away with everything I have? And I guess I didn't pay that much attention in Relief society, because there were too many kids running around swapping slobbery toys. It was just a little distracting. And poor Michael, can't chase after the kids who steal his toys. (Actually, I don't think I mind that he stayed put. Well, except for the little while that he would crawl backwards underneath Rory's legs. Haha, sorry Rory!)

Unfortunately, I was scheduled to work today. I normally have Sundays off, but...oh well. So, Richard dropped me off at work, right after church. Time went by very quickly--hooray! I've never had a job where it has been open on Sundays--strange huh? So, in that respect I've always found it very easy to "keep the sabbath day holy". Although, I didn't feel all of the sudden "unholy" just because I went to work. I don't feel like writing anymore on that topic though.

I'm not a very exciting or creative writer. I know. You should read my journal. It gets very confusing.

Well, last of all. When I came home, there was a moving truck in front of our apartment. I was so excited! Our new downstairs neighbors were moving in! So, I went inside and told Richard and he went out and helped them move their belongings up. I went out there and met the dad and daughter. The dad's name is Hormoz. The daughter's name is also something different. I can't remember it. And I never met the mom or the brother. Anyway, then I stayed out there and chatted with the apartment managers. I was feeling very social. Working at a grocery store has helped me spark random conversation I think.

And then we had yummy tacos for dinner, while Michael enjoyed his less-than-yummy sweet potatoes. Thus the reason most of it ended up on his bib, I guess.

This picture was actually taken when he ate peas, but you get the picture.


RORYJEAN said...

I loved having michael climb under my legs! He is so adorable! I miss that age. They are so much more snuggly. Which grocery store are you working at? Maybe we will come shopping on one of your shifts.

The Wendler Family said...

I am so glad I don't have to eat pea/sweet potato baby food on a regular basis. I have days where I'm just social as can be, and others, well, not so much. Your writting style is very informative. :)

32 Flavors said...

Such a nasty picture! (The food, not the baby!) Give that boy some real food! :)