Next to Me

I guess

you can consider this a mushy Valentine’s Day post.

{SORRY}

The other day I heard a cover of an Emrli Sandé song (Next to Me). I fell head over beat for this song. It describes my husband perfectly. How could I not love him?

Listen to the cover here and
below are the lyrics…

You won’t find him drinking at the table
Rolling dice and staying out til 3
You won’t ever find him being unfaithful
You will find, you will find him next to me

You won’t find him trying to chase the devil
For money fame power out of grief
You won’t ever find him where the rest go
You will find him, find him next to me

Next to me ooooh
Next to me ooooh
Next to me ooooh
You will find him, you’ll find him next to me

When the money’s spent and all my friends have vanished
And I can’t seem to find no help or love for free
I know there’s no need for me to panic
Cause I’ll find him, I’ll find him next to me

When the skies are grey and all the doors are closing
And the rising pressure makes it hard to breathe
All I need is a helping hand to stop the tears from
falling
I will find him, will find him next to me

Next to me ooooh
Next to me ooooh
Next to me ooooh
You will find him you’ll find him next to me

When the end has come and buildings falling down fast
When we spoilt the land and dried up all the sea
When everyone’s lost their head around us
You will find him, you’ll find him next to me

Next to me ooooh
Next to me ooooh
Next to me ooooh
You will find him, you’ll find him next to me

If this song reminds you of a man in your life, please tell him! I don’t think they hear it enough! It’s hard to be a good man nowadays. I'm glad my husband is up for the labor. : )

20 Answers. 1 Question.

Today I asked Caleb one question repeatedly… twenty times, actually.
The question was,

“What makes you happy?”

Here are his transcribed twenty answers, they’ll probably surprise you:
1. Eating hash browns with my mommy.
2. Putting away the forks, the knives, the spoons and the baby spoons.
3. Mommy reading stories to me.
4. Playing in quiet time.
5. Playing with swords like Captain Moroni.
6. Playing outside.
7. Putting away my dishes in the sink.
8. Mommy makes me smile.
9. Singing Scripture Power.
10. Watching Super Why.
11. Watching movie.
12. Eating French fries, grapes, ketchup, mustard, pull-apart bread and sauce, pizza and sauce, and mac n’ cheese.
13. Making food with momma like sweet potatoes.
14. Playing with Nate.
15. Playdoh.
16. Drawing in my dinosaur book.
17. Playing Candyland. And Hullabou too.
18. Tickles make me laugh. Daddy tickles me too. And I’m not a baby.
19. I do follow the rules.
20. Hugs.

Caleb liked it when I read the list back to him . He was grinning from ear-to-ear and gave me a big hug. He then pointed to last scribble on the paper and said, "Hugs. Just like there."

[heart melt]

And for the record…

I’ve never made sweet potatoes with this kid in my life.

A Sunbeam

Caleb spent most of his time wandering around the Primary room and talking to Diana (mother of his best friend, and Primary pianist) his first day. He likes to pretend the CTR ring he was given is a tiny crown (he's a king). The theme this year for Primary is Choose the Right which is an excellent start to the Primary organization for our little guy. There are eight active children in his class. His teacher is Rhonda Hansen who was also his nursery leader, so she is very prepared (not to mention very equipped) to handle Caleb. Pray for her though. She'll need all the help she can get. Haha.

I'm slightly heart-broken I'm no longer serving in the Primary Presidency and that I wasn't there for Caleb's first day, but overall, I'd say, the feelings I possess are that of relief. I am trying to like Relief Society. My calling as Secretary is way easier than any other calling I've ever had. And gives me a lot of free time (hence the blogging, the crafting, and the adventures).

I'm just trying to enjoy this time before something else pops up (something always does, doesn't it?)