{I thought we were past that}

A couple days ago I looked over to see Evette chewing on a crayon. Really? I thought we were past that.
Doesn't she remember that I take her crayons away when she does that? That she gets into trouble?

That same day I saw her pulling on my house plants. Really? I thought we were past that.
Doesn't she remember that she's going to get scolded? That she'll be sent to her crib?

That same day we were working in the garden and I look over to see her shoveling dirt into her mouth with my spade. Really? I thought we were past that.
Doesn't she remember all that times we've said, "Don't eat dirt!" "Stop eating dirt!" "Dirt is not food!" "That's so yucky!"? That we'll make her spit it out and wash out her mouth?



That same week I stayed up too late and woke up with a headache the next day. Really? I thought I was past that.
Don't I remember the bajillions of times that that has happened before? That I need x hrs of sleep a night?

That same week I didn't eat lunch but instead had cookies. Really? I thought I was past that.
Don't I remember that that will give me a stomach ache? That I'll be filled with guilt all afternoon?

That same week I didn't study my scriptures as I should. Really? I thought I was past that.
Don't I remember the blessings that come from it? That my day will be so much better if I do?



And so every day we continue to learn and make mistakes and try to remember what we've been taught.