I must sum up Mother’s Day before the week passes me by.
I was pampered. And as my family pampered me I felt my heart swell up with how blessed I feel to get to soak them in. I adore them, each and every one.
There you go. That’s the sum-up.
But I better stick in some pictures for further illustration:
While Dave made me the best omelet ever, I did hair (yes, in the kitchen, but hey, it works and you’ve got to go with what works when you have that many heads of hair to get done by EIGHT O’CLOCK A.M. for church).(Elle did a little photojournalism…)
I marveled at how big/handsome my son is becoming (and at the fact that he let me take his picture quite happily…I think it was part of his Mother’s Day present to me).
I got showered with all sorts of home-made gifts:
And some serious coupons (I ADORE coupons for real and beg for them every year):
I got an awesome pedicure:(In Grace’s defense, we only had choices of thick, goopy fingernail polish, or even more thick, goopy stuff…we need to invest in some new choices.)
I got my feet and back and head rubbed galore.
I indulged myself and made this texas sheet cake that I crave every, single day. (I like to make desserts myself…none of that serving it to me on a china plate thing…)
Here’s the guy who made it all possible: Not just Mother’s Day itself but the fact that I am a Mother. He gave me my babies. And he’s the best partner I could ever ask for in raising them. That makes me want to just hold him tight forever and ever. I am blessed.