Oh how I love General Conference.
It is a time to hear the Word of God through our modern-day prophets. To soak in the revelation and love of our incredible female leaders. To fill my home with the Spirit, my mind with perspective, and my soul with peace.
Of course ... all that becomes interesting when you add a 3 year old and 1 year old. I tried to prep this year however, and we followed the counsel found in Mosiah 2:6. We faced our tents toward the prophets.
And you know what, it went pretty smoothly. For the first session at least.
The following three consisted of more hollering, wrecking, shushing, and frustration ... but the effort was there, their voices were turned up loud, and my children learned that when the prophets speak, our family will listen.
Or at least be persistent in trying.
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