"It would seem that something which means poverty, disorder and violence every single day should be avoided entirely, but the desire to beget children is a natural urge."
-Phyllis Diller
My mother's day started off with the totally unprecedented experience of breakfast in bed! This is one of my favorite memories of Mother's Day as a child, making my mom breakfast in bed. But until now if I wanted to eat breakfast on Mother's Day, I dang well better get out of bed and head to the kitchen because I married a man who can barely boil water, or at the very least has done an excellent imitation of someone who is hopeless in the kitchen...
A-HA! You are soooo busted Brian! Because he made blueberry pancakes!
Don't they look yummy?
I know Lila really enjoyed them...
I think I got maybe three bites of my breakfast... there is just no arguing with a starving 18 month old.
I also got surprised with this fabulous, over-the-top, home made card!
Evie was so proud of all her hard work and had to point out each special detail...
"See these flowers mom! We cut them out! See these bows! They are blue!"
"Hey Mom! See this stuff! This is glitter! It's shiny! hey mom... don't eat it okay?"
I loved my breakfast in bed because to me it was not just breakfast in bed, but my husband's way of saying "You work so hard taking care of us, today you sleep in and I'll take care of feeding the ravening mob." He might not know that's what he was saying, but that's how I took it. I was also surprised with the new Lady Antebellum CD and the 1st season of NYPD Blue on DVD. Yep, country music and gritty police drama. Does my man know me or what?
But even more than the breakfast in bed once a decade once a year or the hand made cards, these guys make it all worthwhile. Thank you Jake, Evie and Lila for letting me be your Mom. Even when I make mistakes or fall asleep on the job I wouldn't want to be doing anything else.
Although I would like to renegotiate for a couple of sick days a year... who do I see about that?
Christmas Boot Camp 2012
12 years ago
2 comments:
that was actually me, April. I'm on Annie's computer
How could you not have a fabulous day being the mother of those three incredible children.
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