It's my 10th Mother's Day today. The first being 6 months pregnant with my oldest son, Adam. But I counted it because afterall, I could very much feel his little life within me! What a feeling :) I loved being pregnant (minus the vomiting and pains) - part of the reason I have five!
I'm so glad I have my own mother alive and well today :) And I'm so thankful, too, that I have my five beautiful children with me as some friends do not have that themselves.
Be sure to thank your mother for your life today if nothing else. But if you have a relationship with your mother please make a big to-do about this day! Make her feel *Special*! It's a day to honor and love and show love for our mothers! Buy or pick some flowers - almost no woman doesn't love flowers or at least appreciate them. Buy (or tastefully make) a card that's thoughtful and says something you would say or mean. Give her something sweet to eat :) Be it a whole dinner, cookout, or dessert together. And make sure you rib your brothers and sisters to remember her on this day, too. And parents - teach your children how to do this for their mother and later father! If we don't they won't know how fully to bless someone!
My own children were so sweet to be planning and making me their little cards from notebook paper. Some colored, some in pen, some in pencil. The little misspellings and crooked letters, stick people, and flowers they picked from the yard are just so precious to me. Completely designed on their own and they worked so hard on them. So sweet :) I'll keep them forever! My husband also bought me a TiVo which I was quite surprised about. I would never have thought of that as a gift but I'm sure I'll enjoy it. Not a very personal or feminine or motherly gift exactly, but I'm glad he at least thought of me ahead of time to purchase something like that. And I know that it's something that the whole family will enjoy. I'll be very happy to cut out the commercials that I always have to tell the kids to turn away from! And to have ready movies for our weekly Friday night movie & pizza tradition... documentaries to watch later... late night shows & movies I can catch at a good time.
Have a great Mother's Day and make someone's day special! :)
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Saturday, May 5, 2007
Smokey Breakfast and Paris
It's raining here this morning. Quite peaceful sounding, actually. And the fresh scent from most of the windows wide open does help flush out the horrid smoke-filled kitchen odor. What happened, you ask?
Well, a certain seven-year-old son of mine (ahem, possibly Brandon?) went in to get his portion of our traditional Saturday morning pastries breakfast .. you know, doughnuts, fruit-filled danishes, stuff like that .. and instead opted to heat up some leftover pizza from Friday night (another tradition around here - we like food). Instead he's given us an extra charcoal briquette for our grill. And a whooolllleee lotta smoke! I panicked smelling the smoke of course.. checking the stove and oven before realizing the source.. *sigh* children. It could have been worse, I suppose.
And then again, at least we *have* a microwave and kitchen unlike an unfortunate upcoming jail birdess, right? Yikes... I do feel sorry for Paris. BUT I'm glad she's realizing she's not completely untouchable and above the law.. that's if the sentence actually sticks from appeals. And hey, maybe she'll get a good reality check that life isn't always perfect and self-controlled and lavish! Now, of course I'm sure she won't be given the dirty cell with Bubba, lol, and I'm sure she won't buck up and make the most of her time with new friends like another certain wealthy,notable perfectionist homemaker did more than a year ago. I'm thinking Paris will stay to herself away from the "little people" in jail, be harrassed by some of the mouthier girls, and maybe take life a little more seriously when she gets out. OR.. she'll get out, give them some sign, and get out of the country on some refreshing long-needed get away to one of their many homes abroad. .. hmmmm... must be nice to be a hotel heiress.
Well, a certain seven-year-old son of mine (ahem, possibly Brandon?) went in to get his portion of our traditional Saturday morning pastries breakfast .. you know, doughnuts, fruit-filled danishes, stuff like that .. and instead opted to heat up some leftover pizza from Friday night (another tradition around here - we like food). Instead he's given us an extra charcoal briquette for our grill. And a whooolllleee lotta smoke! I panicked smelling the smoke of course.. checking the stove and oven before realizing the source.. *sigh* children. It could have been worse, I suppose.
And then again, at least we *have* a microwave and kitchen unlike an unfortunate upcoming jail birdess, right? Yikes... I do feel sorry for Paris. BUT I'm glad she's realizing she's not completely untouchable and above the law.. that's if the sentence actually sticks from appeals. And hey, maybe she'll get a good reality check that life isn't always perfect and self-controlled and lavish! Now, of course I'm sure she won't be given the dirty cell with Bubba, lol, and I'm sure she won't buck up and make the most of her time with new friends like another certain wealthy,notable perfectionist homemaker did more than a year ago. I'm thinking Paris will stay to herself away from the "little people" in jail, be harrassed by some of the mouthier girls, and maybe take life a little more seriously when she gets out. OR.. she'll get out, give them some sign, and get out of the country on some refreshing long-needed get away to one of their many homes abroad. .. hmmmm... must be nice to be a hotel heiress.
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