Joshua and General Conference

"Daddy watch Barney" these are the words I most often hear when I go neart the TV, but something changed this weekend. We decided to watch conference at home to give ourselves (and other people) the best chance of hearing and understanding something. During the first session that we watched we had to pause often as the house was being trashed around us while Josh thought we weren't paying enough attention to him. Conference talks were interupted by 20 runs from the lounge to the bedroom and back, building towers that sometimes were smashed before the foundation was complete, and playing cars.

As conference continued we noticed a difference. His playing became calmer, no more trying to bash, break or beat things. He became more patient with us, we still had breaks (though I began to wonder if they were more for my benefit then his, as I noticed when I watched more then three talks in a row I began to nod off) in which we played, built, drew pictures, and ran (he especially liked this, much to the dismay of an unfit dad) many, many times from the lounge to the room and back.
The amazing though is that he would then ask, "Watch prayers" we would of course then sit down and watch some more conference.

That in itself was amazing, but the amazing continued as much to his Uncle Andrew's surprise. Andrew gets a lift with me to work in the mornings. Josh loves it when Andrew comes as he grabs Andrew and wants to play the car game on the computer that unlce Andrew plays best. They normally play while I finish getting ready. The amazing was on Monday morning when Josh said to uncle Andrew, "watch prayers".

Visually conference to a child cannot be stimulating, the music for Josh does not mention anything about kites, rainbows, colours, fruit, macaroni, or even birthdays. President Monson may come accross as big and loveable, but he is just not purple and he does not have that goofy Barney laugh. Our speculation is this, that Josh did not necessarily see or hear something that won his heart, but that he felt something. And why not? I as his dad felt something good, and Josh has more right then me at anytime to feel the promptings of the spirit.