|Peregrine, in his excitement over Mother's Day, woke up his siblings at 6:30. How's that for a nice gift! I wrote this on Saturday night:|
The kids did indeed shower me with their drawings and handmade cards, my very own Blue Angels paper plane, and a bar of chocolate. Perfect!
|We met my family at the park for a picnic lunch. My mom has given us a legacy of love and care and is truly an inspiration. Here she is with her three girls, me and my sisters Gloria and Alyssa. I'm so thankful to have lived close to them for all these years. Each one has been such a source of strength and encouragement in my mothering journey, and my kids are blessed to have close relationships with their Grandma and Aunties. (And we miss being close to Erik's dear mom and the other Aunties, but love them just the same.)|
|My beautiful Mama.|
|Peregrine, the boy who made me a mama. He's so tall that I can rest my chin on his head. How did that happen? Sigh.|
|Poppy Joy, my sweet girl. She is growing tall and strong too, holding her own in between her two brothers, and a loving and sweet "little mama" to Pearl.|
|Raphael, full of spice! Rough and tumble little fellow, my "man-cub", gives me about a hundred kisses a day. I had to bribe him with a lollypop to smile for this picture.|
The rest of the day consisted of running into some old friends and catching up in the park, coming home for a some rest, an impromptu house showing, a realtor showing with 45 minutes notice, dinner on the deck, and roasting marshmallows over a fire. (That was Poppy's idea of something special to do on Mother's Day.) I took a few minutes as we wrapped up the day to call each of them to come sit with me in the rocking chair where I told them how much I loved them and how thankful I am to be their mama. It was a sweet ending to a long and happy day.