*The satiny patina of a well seasoned cast iron pan. It is so satisfying to me for some reason.
*Men's basketball shorts. They are outrageously comfortable, and when I'm lucky they even have pockets.
*That time in between when The Mister goes to work and my kids wake up. I can accomplish so much in that time and my day goes so much more smoothly when I'm not trying to make soap or fold laundry with the kids trying to "help".
*That said, I love how much my kids love to help. They are all eager helpers and I think that is a wonderful thing. I wish I were better at graciously accepting their "help", but I take comfort in the fact that I haven't discouraged it to the point that they have stopped offering.
When Boyd K. Packer was painting, as a young father, and his children wanted to "help" he would hand them a brush with some paint. Then when they lost interest he would repair what they had messed up. I don't know how much his patience was tested as far as trying to finish the painting, but he had two projects going, as do you. The more important one, was teaching children. I'm glad you have the same perspective.
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