Mother's Day Gifts

Mother's Day is an interesting holiday.  I have come to appreciate my darling husband's attitude about Mother's Day: every day is Mother's Day.  In other words he doesn't wait until one day in May to tell me he appreciates me.  And for that, I am thankful.

This year, Mother's Day weekend happened to fall on the first weekend that Kevin went back to work.  This is the life we chose, no complaints.  We had a fabulous month of vacation together.  Point is, Kevin was working.  I went into the weekend with two hopes: 1) to enjoy the little bit of special time that we had together at the races (and it was special and fabulous: happy mother's day) and 2) God grant me the patience to enjoy my children instead of wanting to strangle them (ahem, you can't win them all).

As naughty as my boys were this weekend (both had precious toys taken away. both cried rivers.), I did get some special moments with them.  Kevin going back to work was a lot tougher than we realized.  Wow.  On Friday Keith snuck into bed with me.  On Saturday it was Patrick's turn.  So we got extra cuddles.  Nice gift.

We also had an extended conversation about my job.  According to Patrick my job includes: feeding Lauren, cleaning the house, doing laundry and telling them what to do.  Neither one thinks that I have a "real" job.  Patrick says that I used to but not anymore.  My kids' perspective: great gift.

I also got to close my eyes for a few minutes this afternoon.  I probably could have slept for an hour but a boy needed me.  A nap is an awesome gift.

To end our day, the boys and I screened Episode 3.  I love bonding with my boys over Star Wars. Jedi gift.

Now the house is quiet and I'm thinking about all of the Sunday chores that I have to do before I go to bed.  And such is life, good thing I love it.