all grown up.

Yesterday during naptime I had a date with my 6 loads of laundry that needed to be folded (how does that happen anyway?!) As I sat there folding my laundry, watching the results show for Dancing with the Stars... I got to thinking. For years and years of my life... my mother did countless acts of service for me that went un-recognized. Laundry for example. There I was folding laundry... those little socks and pants and items that my children wear. How many hours did my mom spend doing that very thing for me? And how many times did I really thank her for it? She could probably count it on both hands which is pretty sad. I do recall how my mom was so diligent with the laundry and we all had our little basket with our name on it. I remember how we had to put it away after school each day to help her out. It was the least we could do... she'd done the hard part already! Thank you, mom, for working so hard for me growing up. I thought about something similar on Sunday night as I cooked dinner while everyone else in the house was napping. It brought back the memory of Sunday dinners at the Wilde's before we moved out here. From the day we got married (or maybe even engaged...) I never had to cook a single Sunday dinner. It wasn't until we moved here to Cleveland that I had to cook my first one! I know I never thanked Diane enough for working so hard for us on her day of rest! Now that I'm the one doing the cooking while my family rests, I realize how hard that must have been and what a sweet sacrifice she makes each week to prepare a nice meal so her family can sit down and enjoy each others company. Thank you, Diane.

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I guess I've been thinking a lot lately about how Jeremy and I finally feel like we're 'grown-ups'. That sounds funny typing it out... but it's true! We have been so busy lately between our callings, school, friends, and our family... that it feels like we're really adults. We are doing the things that our parents did for us for years and it's finally sinking in that we're the parents now. I'm the mom, so I get to clean up after everyone... make the dinner... do the laundry... all that stuff. As boring and mundane as it gets some days.... I am genuinely happy and I wouldn't have it any other way.