Looking to the Temple

I never thought that not being able to use babysitters to watch my kids while I attend the temple to be a blessing.
I do miss attending with my husband. I do feel it would be easier to just leave the children in another's care, but I have also found that my children have a greater love of the temple now then they have ever had before. Temple night is a time of happiness and all hurrying to dress in better clothes so they might feel the spirit better. They each look forward to the time we spend quiet in the temple atrium as well as visiting the new visitors center. Each fountain is to be visited, the cornerstone, and the baptistry entrance. There are flowers that need to be smelled. There are benches that need to be sat upon. There are brides and grooms to watch as they pose for pictures.
I am thankful for this opportunity to share my love of the temple with my children. I am thankful for the peace we feel with each other when we are there. I am thankful for a Father in Heaven who guides me and sends blessing I need but am not aware that I need.

Cows

My cows, she calls them. When we go out to care for the animals she loves to pick grass and feed them through the fence. She screams and jumps back if their rough tongues touch her fingers. Lately she has taken the precaution of dropping the grass as soon as they reach out for it. The cows don't seem to mind much.