breakfast . . . . banana cake. Mmmmmm.
bliss . . . . my 3.5 hour nap. Ahh!
cuteness . . . . the adorable potted plant ice cream dessert that I got from Anna (really, from her amazing nursery leader.) I was very happy to have a kid in nursery today.
surprise . . . . getting mother's day gifts from my parents & in-laws. Tulips in the mail and 2 more B's for my collection!
traditional gift . . . . my mother's day geranium at church
still dumb-founded by this . . . . mid-way through the week Conner began mentioning the art project they were working on at school. He didn't come out and say it, but hints here and there indicated that it was for Mother's Day. On Friday morning I think he even told me that he would get to bring his art project home today. So I picked him up from school on Friday and he came running at me, like he usually does, and said he had something to show me when we got home. We walk in the door and the usual chaos ensued -- conner ran upstairs to put shorts on, Payton & Anna are begging for a snack, I'm trying to put my things away & reminding everyone to take off their shoes (and put them away). A couple minutes later Conner came down with his backpack to show me his papers . . . and the much-anticipated project. He crouched down on the kitchen floor in front of me, unzipped his backpack, and began searching among his folder and green lunch bag. He looked up at me with a panicked face: "Where is it? Where's my project?" I felt so bad for him! "Oh Conner. Did you forget your project at school? It's okay, you can bring it home on Monday." He looked soooo sad and just mumbled, "ya, okay" and dropped his backpack on the kitchen floor to go watch Clifford. Grrr. Pick it up!
Anyways, Sunday morning while I was getting ready in my bathroom the kids came upstairs with a plate of banana cake (I requested that we forgo the big breakfast in bed) and a glass of milk and a few cards. They were all giddy and excited. Conner handed me a brown paper lunch sack that was decorated with hearts cut out of construction paper, drawing, and a happy mother's day message. I took it and a bit confused I said, "Conner, when did you make this?" I think I would've noticed if the construction paper and scissors came out (no matter how well he thought he cleaned it up). Then exploding with glee he said, "It's my project I made at school! I tricked you and made you think I forgot it! {giggle giggle laugh laugh}. I made a plan at school and hid my project under the blankets in my room when I went upstairs to change into shorts!" What the . . . . . ? Seriously, I was stunned. But what about the disappointed look he gave me in the kitchen? Finally, when I was able to wrap my mind around this stunt that was just pulled by my 7-year-old, I just had to shake my head and say "wow". I was very impressed with the thought & planning & acting that he put into this. Way to go Conner!
tear-jerker . . . . Again in the bathroom Sunday morning. . . . I opened the kids' cards and then unfolded a touching letter from Scott. His mother's day present to me -- himself. In the form of giving up World of Warcraft. For those of you who know Scott, you will realize this is a huge deal. There could be an entire blog post dedicated to this subject. But I will leave it simply at this. He amazes me.
giving . . . . each year for mother's day I give my mom a few scrapbook pages that I make specifically for her. Pages that sum up what we've been doing the past year, about the kids, our mother-daughter weekend, and a special message to her. Some of the things I have learned from her example . . . . just be . . . .
And speaking of beautiful -- check out these photos that Sam took of my parents (on their property) for their 30th wedding anniversary this year.
quote . . . . in the chapel before sacrament meeting starts - "What's that smell? Is it just me or is there a penny?" Said by Conner, who does not like the smell of pennies.
