A Manual

My son and my husband are manual readers. Manuals, like as in those white things that come with new toys, TVs, appliances, etc. etc. I am proud to say I have never read one. Never. Don't have enough patience. Why would I bother ~ I have Nickolas, and he reads the dictionary and thesaurus for fun????

However, I would love a mother's manual. I mean really, wouldn't you too? Sometimes it is so hard to make decisions concerning my children. They are Scott's too, but I am speaking from a mother's perspective today. The older they get the more I fret and stress over decisions like ~ Do we go back to school? Do we make them take piano? Should I let him read this book? Where should we go to church? When are they old enough to watch Lord of the Rings? Do they have to eat their peas? Honestly, decisions make me crazy. Not the peas type but the ones that will really influence my kids.

Cody has had a friend in the hospital for almost 4 weeks now. Grant is one sick kid. Almost died kind of sick. I think to myself a lot about how whether or not Cody plays the piano, keeps a clean room, memorizes all 44 presidents, can master multiplication tables will matter at all when he meets his Maker. I think about how my dirty, cluttered house will be only a memory if even that when my kids get bigger and have kids of their own. Why do I stress so? Why? Because for eternities sake I want to make good decisions. Now could someone please go find me a mother's manual? I have a few questions needing answers ~ because I love them too!