Building our Nest!

B and I have been working non stop to try and get our house back in order and to make sure that our little girl has a space to call her own when she comes home...but let's be honest she wouldn't care and the room is more for us.  I painted the mural free hand...you can see the mama bird but if you look very closely near the top right side of the small tree you will also see a bee.  I told B that this represented me and that there was no need to paint a daddy bird as she wanted me to do.



With only 6 weeks left until the big day the reality of the situation is settling in on my shoulders and have made me take a closer look at who I am and what type of dad am I going to be. I am terrified that I won't teach my kids the lessons they need to learn and that my little girl will be dirty mess squatting in the corner eating gum she found under the table with clouds of dust billowing up around her like pig pen on Charlie Brown.  But then I take a step back and look who is standing by my side and realize I have nothing to worry about. 

You see, I realized something the day I knelt across from the alter from my beautiful wife and said 'I do'.  I realized that she is perfect for me in every way.  She brings the sunshine when my days and mood are grey, she laughs at my jokes (even some of the inappropriate ones), she calms my rising fears with whisperings that everything will all be okay.  Most importantly she loves me for who I am and sees who I will one day be.  I realized that even though she seems incapable of shutting cupboard doors or turning off lights that she brings the spring blossoms to what was a world of stark winter without her.  She truly is the one in our relationship that brings us closer to our Father in Heaven and reminds us why we are here.  Last night as I was reading in Alma 56 in the Book of Mormon about the 2000 stripling warriors it hit me when they said "We doubt not that our Mother's knew it" that my children won't doubt.  They will know, because of who she is, that their mother, my sweet B, knew it.