Sap

I'm a sap. What can I say. Ever since having a family of my own, I am like the biggest sap! I see a cute puppy that overcame an obstical of going down the stairs. Cry. I watch a movie and the couple that obviously love eachother break up because of a misunderstanding. Cry. I read a simple story to my kids that teaches a life lesson. Cry. Any story from the Friend (published by the LDS church). CRY.

I was reading a story to my kids tonight as part of a December, leading up to Christmas. Trying to bring the focus back to a Christ centered Christmas a little bit everyday. I get toward the end of the story. Thus far I have been in control. Keeping my emotions on check. Telling myself, just keep reading like its no big deal. But then the lesson of the story comes in. To think of others. And what happens? I tear up! I had to pause. PAUSE! As and try to school myself back to a normal sounding voice. I admitted to my kids that I am a sap and kept reading the last 3 lines.

My daughter grabs my arm in a hug and say "oh mommy, your so delicate. Your glass broke. Like a jar of water." Umm, thanks.