Arora_shmexy-chan

i created a poem too{I love yours too though! ] i call it The Ultimate her eyes,though weary in a time of greif look up to the sky then close in happpy reverance, her aching face bows in thanks giving and speaks of happiness.. Happines? where does this flower blossom if the soil like so much of the garden, is dead or dieing? wait,if you look back, since the seeed was planted, you see it, yes the striving hands of the master, the one true thing that stays, the one thing that lifted her when she fell the one true thing that washed her hands of all the troubled times The Ultimate thing that saved us all...Yes Ultimate. The young girl gets off her knees where she'll go we can't say, only that where ever she goes the Master goes with her.

weeellll, you kinda gotta know the girl before you try and say any thing reallly important but if not you can just say ' Hiii! I don't think we've met." or "hello-" then try to make her feel like you remembered her I really know who she iswe girls like it when people notice us!!

hey!! i have a three year old sis and I know how hard it is to keep them from saying things in the middle of a prayer or blessing, I know this may not hepl but we started our sis at an early age to close her eyes super tight and fold her arms like a pretsle [spelling bad I know!] but maby you could try telling your kids those same words in sacrament!