Mother's Day

GT #1 woke me up at 6:00am to ask if he could make breakfast. His first gift to me was going back to bed until 7:30 at which time I told him it would be ok to make me breakfast. The boys decorated the table with their cards and gifts and also hung a "Happy Mother's Day" banner up. Gabe had yet to come home from work yet, so they went about making letter shaped pancakes on their own. They found cookie cutters in the play dough box, and were originally going to write "Mom Rokz" since they couldn't find the right letters. I encouraged them to stop after the second "m" since the cookie cutter was starting to melt. Motherhood takes a lot of patience. I've got to remember that most of what my dear children do comes with pure and good intentions.

The Friday before I went to GT #1's classroom to see his Mother's Day program. His class sang some songs, recited poems, drew our portraits, and served us punch and cookies. There was a song they sang that got me thinking. It was about giving hugs. It is really easy for me to spend time with my little children, because they need me so much. I'm constantly hugging, touching, tickling, playing and reading to them. I don't do that with my older kids. I find it a lot harder to give care to them, as they don't need me in the same way the baby and toddlers do. I think it was good that I was able to tell my dear oldest child that I love him, and that I always want to give him hugs no matter how old or big he is. GT #1 also touched my heart with this little note which brought tears to my eyes:

I've got some good kids. I'm a lucky mom.