The kids had a Halloween Costume Parade at their school. It was really fun. Anna invited us to bring Choffy to the party following and it was a big hit with her teacher and all her classmates.
As Tyler and the girls were leaving for the church, Tyler informed me that Keith - who was sitting on the potty - had thrown up all over himself. Lovely. So I bathed him, put him in jammies, brushed teeth, snuggled him, sang to him, and put him to bed. Then I got Silas into jammies, teeth brushed, sang to him and did the same with Calvin. Halfway through Calvin's songs, I heard Keith crying. He had thrown up in his bed. So I stripped his sheets, and bathed him again. Poor little guy. I don't know if he's sick or dinner didn't agree with him, but I will be keeping him home from church tomorrow (the Primary Program! Waaaah!) just to be sure. While I was bathing him, and I will admit it - I was tired from the day and what should have been a time where I could relax, I was cleaning up vomit not once, but twice - I had the scripture come to my mind, this is in the New Testament, in Matthew chapter 25:
I had the thought that I had an opportunity to serve Keith and that I should be serving him as I would my Savior, Jesus Christ. Wow. That changed my whole perspective. I suddenly was ashamed that I found it bothersome to bathe Keith, twice, and to prepare him for bed, twice, when it was an opportunity to serve him just as I would serve Jesus Christ. I hope to remember this lesson often, which is one reason I am posting it here. What a blessing to be taught by the Holy Ghost.