Good day

We had a good day this week, actually, two good days going on three in a row. After many storms of struggling in parenting, the storm went away for a bit. We prayed, searched general conference talks, and worked hard and lovingly with Ethan this week. The past three days have been wonderful. Here, we were having a good homeschool day working on writing. I used a pinterest idea of 'rainbow writing', having them trace their names with many colors over and over again. It was fun, it helped them write better than ever, and the kids didn't fight. Glorious! Brooke was enjoying some board games, which gave me a chance to work with the boys. 

Huge fan of the twisty crayons! No breaking. 

I took Ethan on a date. We rode bikes down to the store close by. He's gone a few times before with Shaun. As we were riding, he told me the specific directions to get there. I told him that I was glad I was with him so I would't get lost. He sounded so grown up it amazed me. He wanted to practice counting the soup cans as high as he could go. More learning. Easy math. I love it! 

Then, the best story ever. Things have been stressful and nerve wracking as we have been searching for employment for Shaun. You all know how that is. Job hunting, oi. Well, we paid what little tithing we had, sent in tons of resumes, and were blessed with two job interviews this week. We did our dardnest to exercise faith. We prayed specifically "Please help us get a job this week.", thinking not at the end of the month and not next month. We need a job this week, and we believed that it would happen. 

The day after an interview, Shaun got a call that made us all cry with joy. Ethan was with us while the kids were napping. I jumped off the bed, and said 'Everyone get on your knees now! We're praying.' We said a prayer of thanks. The sun literally came out of the fog while we prayed, and disappeared a little bit afterwards. I cracked up over that. 

We took that leap of faith, tried to be brave, and our prayers were answered. Good day.