This morning Oliver was having a rough time at church. We hadn't even been there two minutes before he got upset over something or other and called me "stupid" a whole bunch of times. Before the meeting began, I wrestled him out of the bench and we walked up to the front of the chapel where Daddy was sitting. I explained the situation expecting Daddy to have a quick chat with him about behaving, but instead he patted the chair next to him and said, "Well, Oliver... It looks like you get to sit next to me for Sacrament today." I hid my smile and walked back to our bench with a small sense of relief. I don't think I would have survived the meeting otherwise.
When we got home after church I related the events to someone and Oliver said, "It wasn't really much of a punishment, Mom. I actually enjoyed sitting by Dad up front." Oiy! Either way, it had done the trick and his mood had vastly improved while he sang hymns and sat next to his Dad.
This afternoon I went for a quick garden walk to unwind from the mornings events. I was filled with gratitude for all of my many blessings. The garden is growing beautifully, the garlic is strong and tall, and I was even able to harvest one more helping of asparagus for dinner tonight. We are so blessed to live where we do.
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