Boys....

So cute already.

Even though I thought this little baby was a boy, I still found myself a bit overwhelmed at the thought of having 3 boys. And I've wondered why I feel that way because it's not like our two girls have been easier than our two boys. Each child is unique and has their own personality and they each have easy qualities and harder ones, and as they grow they go through easier phases and harder ones - boy or girl.  As I've pondered over it I have finally come to the conclusion that - I am a girl! Haha! Yes, I've always known that of course, but raising girls is less daunting to me because I am one! I want so badly for my three boys to be just like their dad, but I feel unprepared to know how to make that happen. I am well acquainted with "little" boys; the wrestling, the fighting, the racing, the cars, the trains, the superheroes, the potty training, the legos, etc. But how do I teach these three boys to honor their priesthood & womanhood, to have a desire to go on a mission, to put the Lord first in their lives, to live worthily and avoid temptation, etc. After fretting over this a bit I reminded myself that these three boys have an amazing father! Phew! I am not doing this alone. And we're not doing it all at once, or all alone either. We have the Lord and the gospel in our lives to guide us. We just keep dong what we are doing, one day at a time! So now that I've worked this out I can focus on being excited to meet this new little guy. 

(And find the perfect name for him)