As a mom, I am so proud of my children -- from singing in school plays to saying beautiful prayers to watching them speak kindly to others to having them come home with another 100% on a spelling test. My supremely ultimate proudest days revolve around the spiritual accomplishments of each of my children and yesterday was one of those days. Hunter, my dapper dressed sweet boy, passed the sacrament for the first time. You could tell in the way that he walked that he reverenced his duty and was so excited to participate. We were hoping that he could pass to our family but he was positioned on the other side of the church. Kadan leaned over to me and said, "Mom, I so wish that we could be on the other side so Hunter could pass the sacrament to us. He is doing such a great job."
As he finished his side row, Hunter came to our side of the chapel and passed to a little family on the front row. Addy and Bo sat so quietly as they watched Hunter. Kadan sat on the edge of the pew taking in every second. As we all watched, Hunter then turned real briefly and smiled a sideways smile at me then promptly went back to his priesthood duty. It was sweet to see the other deacons help him progress row by row and even take him by the arm and nudge him to stand after the prayers were completed. The room was filled with ultimate sweetness and compassion and reverence. Proud moments like this make me think of Heaven and gives me a glimpse of the little nudges, nodding and smiles that help us on our daily journey. Indeed, this day was one of my mom best days.