Tonight was one of those nights where the kids pulled together and helped out. It was rare, but wonderful. Abby at one point could not stop crying because she said she felt so happy about all the help she was giving. I wanted to write this because I remember in conference one year, Elder Ballard talked about the joys of parenting coming in moments. This was one of those moments. It was short, but sweet. That way when we return to the norm of fighting and messes and sassiness, I can read this and then wait for the next moment. Hopefully it's not too far off. 5 kids is killing me. Meanwhile here's a pic of the newest one getting big.
