A Name and a Blessing...

What a perfect day! Bryson was blessed yesterday by his daddy. He did such a wonderful job, and I am very grateful to have such a great hubby, who loves his boys so much.
Here are some pics of the cutie in white. All three of them have been blessed in the same outfit, which makes that little, simple, white piece of material extra special.




The cake. Everybody asked what kind of cake it was. The title, Darn Good Chocolate Cake, and I must say, it was darn good! If you are lucky, I might share the recipe ( ;

The cupcakes. The little kids couldn't keep their eyes off. Or fingers.
Bryson slept the whole time. And I wasn't about to wake him for a picture.

So, I am not what you would call a "testimony barer". I have one, I just don't bare it for some reason. I cannot even remember the last time I stood in sacrament and bore my testimony. So whether you want to hear it or not, I am going to blog it. It would be selfish of me to not share my feelings from yesterday. I felt completely blessed sitting there on the bench with my two boys, and my other two boys at the front of the church. Everything just seemed so...perfect. Surrounded by family, my wonderful parents and parent-in-laws, and friends. I am very grateful to have been born into the church and be raised in the gospel with the standards that my parents set for me. It's almost like you instantly get a 'move ahead 5 spaces card.' A jump start in the right and direction, and then you choose to either follow that direction or turn around and go the other way. The truth that many people search and search for, was handed to me the minute I was born. At times I feel inadequate, that it should be a lot harder than this. We all have trials in our life, but even through trials it is always the gospel and love from my

Heavenly Father that comforts and gives me the strength to overcome it. I am thankful that Heavenly Father has intrusted me to raise his children. I feel lucky that I was chosen to be their mother. I hope that I can raise them so they are close to their Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ, and that they can love them and respect them the way their daddy does. I don't think our family would be half as happy if we didn't have the church in our lives. It gives direction and guidance that I would feel lost without. It all just makes sense. The blessing of having a forever family is one that I cherish deeply, I can't imagine going from this life to the next and having them not there. My family is my everything. My boys make me want to be a better person, they help remind me that I am an example to them and they follow where ever I lead. If I want them to make good choices, then I too must make good choices and live my life worthy of being in our Heavenly Father's presence. I know that this is the true gospel of Jesus Christ and that our Prophet, President Monson is the true prophet. I know with all my heart that this is where I am supposed to be right now, this is what I am supposed to be doing, And I wouldn't have it any other way.