I have been thinking about raising kids and some things I wish I had done.
I planned, before I ever had children, to take them on their 12th and 16th birthday to the temple and talk about modesty, chastity and temple marriage. But it is cold in January and February and then I didn't start it with the oldest and then got busy and then, and then, and then they all grew up and it was too late.
I wanted to teach my children how to clean, but I think, my request for perfect cleaning made them hate it. There must be a balance.
I was going to read Bible stories every Sunday to them, and do flannel boards and act out stories and learn new songs. We did, but rarely.
We read scriptures but we didn't discuss them. I think that would have been a good thing to do.
We had Family Home Evening, but rarely did we let the children teach the lessons.
We did garden, but not together, it was easier to send the boys out to weed while I did other things, and they were so little. I just think it would have been more fun for them to work with us, not alone.
And we should have sung more!
Sunrise sunset, sunrise sunset, swiftly fly the years, one season following another laden with happiness and tears.