I read a talk given by Elder Henry B. Eyring last night, entitled: "Gifts of Love."  He said that the best gifts we can give to our children cannot be bought or wrapped or placed under a tree.  The best gifts are gifts of love, time, example.  I felt strongly that I needed to start writing a journal...that maybe, just maybe my children will read it someday and benefit from my feelings about the joys and struggles of life. I wish I could write more at the moment, but it's almost midnight and Daddy has returned home from his part-time cleaning job (making pennies...but every little bit counts). So, goodnight my sweeties!