This is what I shared on Instagram about this picture:
Just over two hours ago, I received a text that the basement of our bishop's home had
flooded. It was bad. I sent the message out for floor fans and water vacs and then Jacob
and I headed there ourselves with what we had to help. We weren't the first ones there
and most certainly were not the last. What you can't see behind me in this photo is more
than a dozen cars, never mention those neighbors that just walked. The number of those
helping blew me away. Literally dozens of people who just went to work. There is so much
good in the world. So very much. I feel honored and emotional every time I see it in action.
Just over two hours ago, I received a text that the basement of our bishop's home had
flooded. It was bad. I sent the message out for floor fans and water vacs and then Jacob
and I headed there ourselves with what we had to help. We weren't the first ones there
and most certainly were not the last. What you can't see behind me in this photo is more
than a dozen cars, never mention those neighbors that just walked. The number of those
helping blew me away. Literally dozens of people who just went to work. There is so much
good in the world. So very much. I feel honored and emotional every time I see it in action.
Ben's teacher needed a piƱata filled with candy for a Christmas activity the middle of
December. I was glad to get it ready for her and put it in our library closet until it needed
to be sent to school. Grace could not have be more terrified of the "candy guy" and wouldn't
go anywhere near the closet and would barely step into the library. If I were a better mother,
I wouldn't find it absolutely hilarious and probably wouldn't have suggested to Jacob
that maybe I should put it in the hall outside her room at night, just in case she decides,
as she does on occasion, that coming upstairs in the middle of the night is a good idea.
Puzzle obsession. It's a real thing at the Allen house.
The morning I took this picture, I just had finished The Book of Mormon. I'm honestly not
sure how many times I have read it, but it is a lot. Because I love it to the deepest part of
my heart. And know it is true. It blesses my life every single day and to a degree I can't
even put into words. It has changed who I am. I'm so very grateful for this miraculous book.
December. I was glad to get it ready for her and put it in our library closet until it needed
to be sent to school. Grace could not have be more terrified of the "candy guy" and wouldn't
go anywhere near the closet and would barely step into the library. If I were a better mother,
I wouldn't find it absolutely hilarious and probably wouldn't have suggested to Jacob
that maybe I should put it in the hall outside her room at night, just in case she decides,
as she does on occasion, that coming upstairs in the middle of the night is a good idea.
Puzzle obsession. It's a real thing at the Allen house.
The morning I took this picture, I just had finished The Book of Mormon. I'm honestly not
sure how many times I have read it, but it is a lot. Because I love it to the deepest part of
my heart. And know it is true. It blesses my life every single day and to a degree I can't
even put into words. It has changed who I am. I'm so very grateful for this miraculous book.
This picture I took on an afternoon I dropped by my parents' house for a few minutes
and of course my cute mom had to get out her very fancy (and fragile) tea cups and
plates to throw Grace a tea party (complete with apple juice and lemon cake).
Grace was in heaven. And I was reminded how many things my mom does that
are extremely sweet and special and mean so much to our kids. And their mother.
and of course my cute mom had to get out her very fancy (and fragile) tea cups and
plates to throw Grace a tea party (complete with apple juice and lemon cake).
Grace was in heaven. And I was reminded how many things my mom does that
are extremely sweet and special and mean so much to our kids. And their mother.
















































