Sensory Overload

My house is filled with the best smells and sounds this morning. After my shower I was pleasantly surprised by what I heard. Otterpop was watching My Fair Lady with the little ladies while I bathed, but the squeals, little girl growls, and other sounds of daddy play drowned out any hint of the movie. I love that my girls have a daddy who who will get down on the ground and play with them.

This weekend we get a little bit of a break from our regular Sunday routine. It is our church's semi-annual General Conference, which means we get to sit at home and listen to some amazing words spoken by church leaders. It also means that Otterpop and I, who teach Gospel Doctrine (Sunday school for adults) every week, get a break. Hooray! But I digress. 

Conference is super up-lifting, yet kind of overwhelming being that this weekend there are four two-hour long sessions. Plus last weekend was a meeting for the women, and last night there was a meeting for the men. Talk about overload. But of the good kind.

Since college, Otterpop and I have had a tradition that we make a Conference breakfast of berry crepes. Yummy. So, with full bellies, the lingering scent of crepes mixed with the pumpkin spice candle that's been burning all weekend, we listen to the words of our prophet. And songs of the Mo-Tab.

Good times. And all good things filling ourr sense. Except for the pee on the floor I just had to touch.