Mother's day was lovely; we started out the morning trying to get the
Amazingly enough, I kept my cool and explained that we don't go to church because they are "our People", but we go to church to take the sacrament and show Heavenly Father that we are obeying His commandments. I walked out of the room, and Joe got up and quietly started getting ready for church while his brother continued to bellow. Monkey finally showed wearing a lovely ensemble which consisted of his blue church pants and a green T-shirt. Rather than argue, we told him to get in the car and put his shoes on while we were driving.
When we arrived at church we discovered that his "shoes" were a pair of Heelys. Oh, yes, tennis shoes with wheels in the heels. Add to that the hair that he refuses to cut and you can just imagine. LOVE-ly!
We stopped at the cemetery on the way home since we hadn't been there in a while. That always makes for interesting conversation and brings up stories and questions, too. Like "Why did Nonni burn Nonno?" since Nonno was cremated. It's times like these when I really appreciate and rely on my testimony of Heavenly Father's plan. "Nonno's body didn't have his spirit in it anymore, and we'll be able to see Nonno again in Heaven."