The Little Red Hen

I remember reading the story of The Little Red Hen when I was in elementary school. Who would have thought that years later I would be able to relate to it. I think that all mothers can relate to this story. This weekend the story came back to me as I got ready for the annual garage sale. I prepped for the sale by myself, I set up mostly by myself ( I did force my oldest to help move tables), I sat there all day long by myself, and then when it was all over I cleaned up by myself. Too bad I cant take all the money made and just buy something for myself! I did take the family out to eat so that was a nice treat not to have to cook and clean up by myself again.

It is funny how stories can ring true every now and again. As a mom I do a lot of things by myself and then share in the reward. But that is the way that the story ends and that is the way it should end in my house. I do wish that I would have done a better job teaching my children to clean up after themselves...hopefully it is not too late.

This was not the only reflective moment I had this weekend. Priorities have been a little out of sorts for the past few months with me and my kids are reflecting it. My oldest was having a drama fit...my youngest was mirroring her...I was about to start my own drama fit if I had to listen to it for one second longer! And then I started singing Primary songs. The drama continued...I kept singing...my husband escaped out the front door! Then I put a CD in that played some primary songs. And slowly I start seeing my 3 year old start to dance. And then my 7 year old she starts to dance and the spirit in my home changed. I came up the stairs from switching the laundry and watched them dance together. Tears came to me and I was so grateful to have been influenced by the spirit to start singing those songs. It is exactly what I need to end the weekend with...to wipe away all the frustration of doing everything by myself. I love my kids and how sweet they can be towards each other and other people. I am grateful to have been born into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and to have the gift of the Holy Ghost. And that I can share that love with my Children. What I took most from this weekend was that I need to do more....even though I feel like I do a lot...I need to put more of an effort into influencing the Spirit in my home. So I better go and get busy with that!