First of all, we had such a long winter. Usually we do, and then bam, here's May, bringing the 80 degree weather and the sunshine. Sure it stormed during the day, and I was sweating like a sinner in church most of the day. But really, who could complain. The snow is gone!
The morning started off with the kiddos fighting, but hey, that's nothing new. Off to church we went dressed in our best. First off all, let me say, not one thing was mentioned during our Sunday service about it even being Mother's Day. All of us moms knew, and we wished each other well. But I was annoyed. The service was about something completely different, and honestly, I thought it wouldn't have hurt to give a shout out to the women of the church (with kids or not) for being awesome people. But hey, that's just me. Years past, preachers would preach about the special mothers of the world, how to treat her well, and especially how to honor her. Thank goodness for the sweet women of the church. Each year while our kiddos are small, we are invited to a Mother's Day celebration during the Sunday School hour. They make it so special. We started out singing songs and playing musical instruments. The B.I.B.L.E song has always been a child hood favorite. We sang it while holding our bibles up in the air. Imagine kiddos under five, with their moms in tow, in a small room (that was 80 degrees!) singing at the tops of their lungs to a piano playing in the background. Such a beautiful site. The kids served us a snack of fresh fruit and then retreated to their classrooms to make their moms a card. What a sweet treasure. The kids each got to pick out a flower to give to their moms to plant. I always looked forward to getting those. I think the boys were so stinkin proud to hand me their flowers. They've even made sure to water them!
We had my Mom, Step-Daddio Dave, my sister, and her sweet kiddos over for lunch. Picnic food at it's best. The rain came in as we were literally making our plates outside. What a show. Everyone was running. Food was being covered. Dogs were barking. Kids were crying (because it was going to storm). It was a riot. We came inside to sweat to death and eat our meal. Mom and Dave scooted out with Jenn not close behind. I can't blame them. It was so hot I would have left if I could! I squeezed in some chat time with my best girlfriend Kim while picking up the after math of the toys from the five kids stuck inside. My husband came home from chores finally! We have a Sunday tradition of ice cream at the local store with the kids in their jammies, and because it was so hot, I think it tasted even better.
This year my swag included a beautiful poem from Natalie. It describes me to a T. I just loved it. I need to buy some frames for these things.
Max made this in preschool. I will cherish it always. He thinks I am two years old. Okay, so sometimes I act it! And I weigh 200 pounds. I think he got that from his dad, but that's another story for another day! Bah!
When Travis came home from chores he pulled out this beauty. Our babysitter Sara is just the best. She made this with the kids on Friday afternoon. My heart literally melted that someone took the time to create this with my son. I will cherish that little hand print always. I'm thinking maybe I need to keep purchasing flowers all summer long to keep inside. Hm. There's an idea!
It really was just the best day. Great food, family, flowers, and ice cream. Who could complain? I'm so lucky to be a Mom. These kids make each day worth it! I hope your day was special as well!
Love,
Julie
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