Happy Mother's Day to all you beautiful mothers! Just let me say . . . I don't know how you do it. Jeff and I teach a group of about seven twelve year olds on Sundays for only an hour, and at the end of each class I have to say that I'm a little exhausted. I feel like giving every mom I see after a high five, a pat on the back, a thumbs up, a wink with maybe two finger guns and a little side mouth clicking action. Just something to say, "you are amazing to do this everyday".
That's why I thought I would give my own beautiful mother a BIG thank you. . . .
for always being there.
For providing support.
For making every Christmas, Thanksgiving, birthday, holiday in general memorable.
For joking and laughing with us.
And for being one of the most creative people I know. For
performing Shel Silverstein's poem, "Band-Aids", at a talent show and putting band-aids all over us for that little extra effect. For my little sister Jen too, because this picture with the band-aid half on her eye still makes me laugh.
Speaking of beautiful mothers, one person I'm sure provided her share of band-aids and kisses for scrapes and bruises with 9 children is my mother in-law. She is one of the nicest, supportive, beautiful inside and out mother in-laws a girl could have.
Don't you love this dress! It looks like someone stole her right off someone's pretty sweet 16 cake.
With a beautiful mother and mother in-law in our genes I'm not too worried about our kids.
To celebrate Mother's Day I made a little floral arrangement for my kitchen table with some Boronia. I really do love fresh flowers in the house. I treat myself to buying some flowers once or twice a month since I don't do so well with potted plants. These flowers fill your room with a kind of woodsy-mountain-fresh fragrance. I tied a few pieces of pink ribbon to add a little fun girly drama for Mother's Day.
Wishing you a lovely and hopefully sunny Mother's Day.
I have a Band-Aid on my finger,
One on my knee, and one on my nose,
One on my heel, and two on my shoulder,
Three on my elbow, and nine on my toes.
Two on my wrist, and one on my ankle,
One on my chin, and one on my thigh,
Four on my belly, and five on my bottom,
One on my forehead, and one on my eye.
One on my neck, and in case I might need em
I have a box of thirty-five more.
But oh! I do think it's sort of a pity
I don't have a cut or a sore!
Shel Silverstein's poem, Band-Aids. Where the Sidewalk Ends, 1974
(I use to LOVE this book of poems when I was little)
P.S. Mei Mei was the winner of the inspiration book. Congratulations! Thanks to those who left comments.