FEEL-GOOD MOMENT
The boys and I went to a "Play & Chat" get-together on Tuesday. A bunch of moms (about 10) with young kids (at least 20) brought something for the pot-luck and crammed into a ward member's house for 3 hours of crazy fun. It was so great to get out of our house and play! I found myself wanting to volunteer to host the next one, and it would be in a week. I had to remind myself that I was already in charge of the one in December, and that we probably would get tired of doing it every week. But I'm already spinning ideas for when it's my turn!

My feel-good moment of the week happened there. A lady from the Body Shop came to show us how to massage our babies (although a little older than the target age, Zach actually cooperated and made funny sounds that said he was in heaven! Everyone laughed.) She didn't know any of us or which kids belonged to whom (she must have thought we were nuts!) As we were winding up, she said, "whose kid is this? He has a really nice hair cut. I pay attention to that stuff 'cause I'm a hair dresser." I don't know how she could see anything, because the kid was running around like a wild man. That's because it was Zach (Zachy is always running around like a wild man)!
My boys have never had their hair cut anywhere but in our bathroom. I always thought I did a decent job, so my boys wouldn't look like dorks, but to be complimented by a hair dresser? WOW! That made me feel good.

And you know, seeing how she made my week by saying that, I have really got to figure out how to say nice things like that to other people. That was my regret on my I post last week. I think I get so caught up in my own life, trying to keep tabs on the kids as they run and whine and pull on my skirt, that I don't notice the things that I could compliment others on. And if I do, I sometimes get embarrassed, or think, "she already knows she has gorgeous hair. I don't need to tell her." But how many times have I thought, "she gives such great lessons, but she already knows that." Now that I'm a regular teacher, I know that she doesn't know it! That every lesson is nerve-wracking and that she says a prayer before hand just to get through it. So I need to open my mouth and tell her how much I always love her lessons.
And no, that was not a way to beg for more compliments for myself! Lest ye think that's what I was doing...