Maybe we are doing something right...

Yesterday was Fast and Testimony meeting at church.  I was fasting for the first time in about 18 months (9months of pregnancy and 9ish months of nursing keeps one from fasting) so maybe I was extremely sensitive to the spirit, but I definitely felt it during Sacrament Meeting.  Well, my little Diva looks at me and says that she is going up there to bear her testimony.   I told her to go ahead.  She said she was nervous, so I told she didn't have to go up.  This conversation went on for  about 5 minutes until she finally stood up, then sat down.  She stood up again and took a step towards the aisle, then came back and sat down.  She did this for another 5 minutes or so.  Then, finally, she stood up and walked all the way up to the front, walked up onto the stage and up to the microphone, pulled it down as the pulpit was being lowered and very clearly, and very sweetly, she bore her testimony about how much she loved her family.  It was honestly the sweetest, cutest thing I have ever heard.  When she was finished, she walked right back down to our family and sat down with a huge grin on her face!  It was priceless.  After church she said to me, "Mom, after I said my testimony I had a good feeling in my chest."  I love this little girl!