Monday, January 21, 2013

sometimes.


    Sometimes one moves two thousand miles away to a place too far away from her mommy and sweet nephews. But sometimes one is blessed to come to know and love a sweet family in the place she now calls Home.
    For me, this family is the Good family. I’m able to be a nanny for four beautiful, energetic, and intelligent children. These kids are my best friends. In all seriousness, I’d probably watch them without being paid. We get to sit in the living room playing games, talking, watching our favorite movies. We get to go on adventures to the Nickle-Cade, Chuck-E-Cheese, and Planet Play. They make me laugh and they teach me more than I think they realize. I think Daniel would out smart me in anything science related. Emily teaches me that it’s okay to be a lady and still choose a dragon over a Barbie doll. Jake and I could color all day and we’d be perfectly content, but I think he’d rather climb on me like I was a jungle gym in a past life. Benson has completely stolen my heart with his blonde curls and blue eyes; we’re best buddies, he says, because we like the same of everything.
    Their parents have become such good friends to me. They have welcomed me into their family and I don’t know how I can let them know how grateful I am for them.
I thank Heavenly Father for them every day.



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