Happy Mothers Day!

right now, i am feeling so good.  i had to give a talk in church today, and i have to say, i think i rocked it.  i feel really good about it.  i was just so nervous, and i didnt feel like my talk was good enough, until i changed it like fifteen minutes before church.  people said i did a good job, even though i dont know if they really think that, or they are just saying it to be nice.  i will just pretend that they are for real.

also it mothers day! I just thought that i would say that i pretty much have the best mom, and i love her so much.  she is such a good support, and she is always there, shes amazing,

thats all there is too it.

oh and here's the story that i said in my talk today, i thought it was so cute and its great for mothers day.  it was given in a talk by Bradley D Foster in the 2010 General Conference

My good friend Don Pearson shared an experience with me. One night his four-year-old son, Eric, asked him to read a bedtime story. Eric had picked out his favorite book: The Ballooning Adventures of Paddy Pork, a story about a family who lived on the isles of the sea and traveled from island to island by hot-air balloon. It was a picture book that had no words, so Brother Pearson made up words to the story.

“Paddy is in a hot-air balloon. He is landing on an island now. He is dropping a line over the side of the balloon.”

Eric stopped him. “Dad that is not a line, It’s a rope.”

Brother Pearson looked at Eric and back at the picture book, and then he continued: “Paddy is getting out of the balloon and climbing down the tree. Oh no! His coat is caught on a limb!”

Again Eric stopped him. “Dad, that’s not a coat. It’s a jacket.”

By now Brother Pearson was somewhat perplexed. He said, “Eric, there are no words in this book, just pictures. Why do you insist that it’s a jacket?”

Eric answered, “Because Mother told me.”

His father closed the book and said, “Eric, who do you think is the last word, the ultimate authority in this house?”

This time Eric thought carefully before he answered, “You are, Dad.”

Brother Pearson beamed at his son. What an exceptional answer! “How did you know that?”

Eric quickly responded, “Mother told me.”