Showing posts with label Mother's Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mother's Day. Show all posts

Monday, May 19, 2014

Mother's Day

What's funny about this card is that I could've written the same thing to her. We're just asking each other for very different things.
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And to all my mama friends out there, please remember that even on your worst days, this is what your child thinks of you. Even if she can't write it or say it yet, it's in there. Untitled
(Thanks, Georgia, this means the world to me. I really am trying so hard not to blow it.)

June's class hosted a pre-Mother's Day event at her preschool. Had I known my picture would be immortalized forever in the world's most special handcrafted frame, I might've submitted something other than a low-res, haphazard selfie.
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But I mentioned the frame, right? Our portrait has been bedazzled and I shall treasure it forever. She'll be all grown up and changing the world, and I'll still be happily looking at this thing on my dresser. That's just how motherhood works I guess.

Here we are on actual Mother's Day, outside a restaurant in Sanibel, Florida. Plans to have Joe take a "nice" photo of me with the kids fell through after Georgia had a minor allergic reaction and we felt the need to flee the premises, but this version does seem more accurate. Untitled

I am so lucky.

There are times in my days when I need reminding of that.  Which is so dumb, because I know it with all my heart.

I am so lucky.  

Friday, June 15, 2012

Mother's Day (Observed)

Since I spent Mother's Day on a plane, we decided to observe the holiday for real the following weekend. Mother's and Father's Days at our place (so far) are celebrated by: getting in a workout, eating whatever you want, not having to cook or clean a thing, doing whatever you want (provided that it's something totally easy and simple) with minimal involvement from the children, and generally being a lazy parent while the other person picks up all the slack.  Joe's request for Father's Day is to watch the U.S. Open.  My Mother's Day request was to plant our back porch plants for the season.  It was unseasonably hot, so we brought out the kiddie pool, which I love.  We ate beer can chicken.  In some ways I am very spoiled, but I am easy to please.

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Digging in the dirt and splashing.  Amongst the cars.  It's more fun than you might imagine.