Andy and I rarely go anywhere by ourselves, but we decided to take a short little trip into town the other night. After dinner, we gave the kids a few instructions then headed out.
It took a little longer than we thought it would, so when we pulled into the driveway and the clock read almost 9 o’clock, we thought maybe we shouldn’t read scriptures tonight since it was so late. As we walked into the kitchen, we could hear Natalia reading from the Book of Mormon. The four kids were sitting in the living room reading. Well, three of them were reading, and Mario was asleep on Brian’s lap.
In the short almost-two-hours that we were gone, they played softball, helped Mario practice riding a two-wheeler, and worked on Brian’s Duty to God award requirements. Natalia even supervised showers for the two little boys. I have to confess, for just a split second alien abduction did enter my mind. Or that maybe they had broken something. Then my heart swelled just a little when I realized that they can get along! And be responsible!
And the clincher?
They left us some cookies!