Love

Last weekend, Great-Grandpa and Grandma Hansen came to visit with Grandma Susie. It was absolutely marvelous having them here. The kids were so sweet helping their extra-great grandparents, and the wise ones were so very patient with the noisy and chaotic youngsters.

I wish had time to post all of the pictures now, but since I only have a moment, I'll just share one of my favorites:

In case you are wondering, those are Talia's feet, dyed red by the St. George dirt. Speaking of Talia, her preschool teacher shared a cute story with me today. Apparently Talia asked her, "Do you go to church?" When her teacher replied that she didn't, Talia told her, "Well, you should. Because Jesus LOVES you!" Her teacher smiled for the rest of the day.

I know there are times when we all get worn out and wonder why drag our families to church every Sunday. Duty? Obligation? A chance to socialize? Fear of punishment? I suppose it's better to be there for these reasons than not at all. But once again, I've learned wisdom from my babes. Love is surely the purest motivator. And how wonderful that this love is returned!