Now, 7 years later, the routine is still basically the same with a few minor adjustments. I'm now a part of the routine. I participate fully and pick up the slack when Brad needs some extra help.
Having a routine has blessed our lives tremendously! The children know what to expect every day. Even Lizzy knows what to expect, and she's only 17 months old. She's always enthusiastic about participating in our routine. She knows when it's time for prayer and instantly folds her arms and bows her head. At scripture time, she grabs her own little Book of Mormon, sits on the floor, and turns the pages. She knows what "grab a book" means, too, and she knows when it's time to brush her teeth. This is without ANY coaxing from us, by-the-way. She is modeling what she sees.
I'm grateful for the routine in our home. It makes our lives stable, predictable, and less complicated. I'm especially grateful for my husband who started it all. He's such a wonderful father.
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Scott looks so little in that picture!
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