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Do they not know?

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This week's Come Follow Me lesson was about listening to parents. Brendon showed a video of a little girl who wouldn't stay buckled into her carseat--until her grandma explained why it was important to stay seated. To stay safe because I love you.

We asked the girls why it's important to listen to parents. They got stuck on safety for a while but then we mentioned cleaning. I told them we ask them to clean so they can learn now how to keep their house clean.

Kaybree: Yeah cause if you become a grown up and never learn how to clean it would be a disaster!
Eisley: Does _____ not know how to clean?

I know I shouldn't judge others but I died laughing at that. I hope she doesn't go ask that person directly. I explained most adults know how but sometimes struggle to find the time to clean so that's another skill we have to work on while young--finding time to clean.

Both girls bore their testimonies on Sunday. Kaybree wrote her testimony down on a piece of paper. It was a thought-out story about a time she woke up with bad dreams and came into my bed and after we said a prayer together she was able to go to sleep. As soon as it was time to bear testimonies she practically ran up to the microphone with her paper in hand.

Eisley wanted to bear her testimony but was unsure at first. As Kaybree was gearing up to go Eisley decided she would bear her testimony in primary. I told her she might not have a chance. So as soon as Kaybree sat down she hopped right up, said a couple sentences she had practice and then came back down.

Another friend also got up and bore the same testimony. I had bad dreams. I prayed and asked for help. My prayers were answered.

A simple testimony from the mouth of 3 witnesses. Sweet, sweet girls.

Later that night J came home smelling like cigarette smoke. He admitted he smoked before and after work. He doesn't know why. He just did it. And it made me think back to Eisley's question, does he not know?

Does he not know I can't allow those chemicals into my home? Does he not know he's hurting himself? Does he not know a simple, stupid choice like smoking could lead to him being homeless so, so soon?

He turns 18 in 19 days. Then it will be legal for him to smoke but I'm dead set on not allowing that in my home. I don't want those chemicals around my kids for them to breathe it in second hand. I also don't want it to linger in that bedroom once he moves on. Part of me thinks that would be such a stupid reason to have him leave our home but he DOES know. He knows what we've asked of him. He knows it's not OK. He KNOWS what is good for him.

I don't know how to help him.

I do know I'm slightly overreacting right now. It was one cigarette last night. He may never do it again. I just wish he KNEW what he wanted out of life.

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