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Power of the priesthood (And back to school!)

Kaybree came to me at 12:42 a.m. to let me know she was going to heat up the heating pad for an aching foot and that she had not fallen asleep yet. I had been asleep for hours and the house had been silent. I know she was trying to sleep.

I slipped out of bed and snuggled up next to her, hoping the comfort of having me nearby would be enough to lull her to sleep. I stayed there for almost an hour, tickled her back, and snuggled up close. Still she was awake and frustrated and worried that she would be exhausted for school the next day.

I gave her melatonin and let her come into bed with me. Still, she couldn't fall asleep. Her head started hurting. I gave her ibuprofen. Another hour passed. She started to cry because of the pain in her head.

Finally, like a breath of fresh air, Brendon rolled over and said "What's wrong, sweetheart?" He took that precious baby girl in his arms and gave her a very short and simple priesthood blessing that her head would feel better and she would be able to sleep. She was out cold just minutes later.

I tried every way I could think of to help Kaybree but it's times like that when I am so grateful to be married to Brendon. I could not do parenting without him. I'm so grateful he holds the priesthood and that he is there when we need him.

Kaybree was fine in the morning. I tried to let her sleep a little longer but she was in a good mood when she woke up and we got off to school with no issues.

Today was the third day of school. All summer Eisley has been nervous about going to school. She was scared. She would cry whenever someone asked her if she was excited. The day of both girls got ready quickly and happily posed for photos. We got to school early and found their lines. Kaybree held Eisley's hand all the way into the gate.

Once I showed Eisley where to stand with her class she nodded confidently and stood bravely. Once we got Kaybree in her line, she cried, with daddy crying right beside her. I think Kaybree was crying more because she was leaving us and summer vacation was over. She said she stopped as soon as a friend started talking to her. Eisley didn't shed any tears.

At the end of the day both girls reported it was GREAT! Eisley said she wants to go back every day--which is good because you will!





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