Following the Prophet, or just busy?

I thought about President Monson's talk in the Sunday session of conference in relation to my week last week. I spent the week teaching writing in Caleb's class, proofing the conference edition of the Ensign, preparing and going to Cub Scouts, babysitting my neighbor's kids, running the after-school choir at our school, making grape juice, contributing to the school auction, preparing my singing time for Primary, and the normal taking care of the house things. I got money for none of those items. This is actually a pretty normal week for me. So, President Monson talked about doing more and giving a little bit of yourself, and I was feeling kind of bad that I wasn't doing more for other people and then I realized that this is what a mother does. She does what she does without much regard for rhyme or reason. I looked at my week and realized that I do give to others, but it is so expected that I don't even realize it. (I am also sometimes spending my time trying not to resent it.) It is rare for me to walk out of a conference and actually feel like I am doing something right that it took me by surprise. There were plenty of other things I felt guilty about, but I do serve other people once in awhile. Okay, I know I can always do more, but I was okay about it. Isn't it interesting to be part of an organization where service is just expected? I think it keeps us a little more gracious. Now, to just help my children realize that service is a part of life and that you don't have to be asked to do things...