Mother's Day around our house had a comical beginning. The kids had been telling me for DAYS they were going to make me breakfast for mother's day. Every time they whispered this secret in my ear, Ryan would shoot them a piercing glare. When Mother's Day finally dawned, Ryan got up early with the kids so I could sleep. I was done with slumber and ready to get going around 8:30, which is the same time that Indi burst into our room announcing, "We are making you breakfast!" and then running off. Guess I won't get up! So I snuggle back down into my comfy bed and sleep a little longer...and then I start tossing and turning and changing positions until I finally decide to get up and see if they need help with breakfast (it is 9:30 by now). I am greeted by Ryan and the kids, but there is no breakfast to be found. "Where's my breakfast?" I ask Ryan. He sheepishly replied that he had changed plans and not made breakfast! Oh great! Not that I really care about the breakfast, but I'd been hanging out in our bedroom for the last hour trying to not ruin the surprise! I spent the rest of the morning working on my lesson for YW's and opening "gifts" from the kids. Indi had wrapped individually every marker and pencil she could find--It was truly thrilling to receive these. 
Walker gave me flowers made from his handprints. Don't ya love the picture? 
Remington made me a little ceramic pot which I love. I will have to find something with a VERY SMALL root system to plant!
Indi painted my nails. She did a much better job than I expected (thankfully, since she aspires to be a nail-painter someday...her list of future careers is a blog for another day.)
Indi and Remington were partners in crime during the making of a very fancy icecream sunday made especially for yours truly. I loved the 2 TBS of icecream that I found buried beneath the 17 TBS of cool whip. And I was particularly pleased with the three bing cherries gracing the top; my children know me so well (I always pass on the maraschino cherry, but who can refuse a bing--or three?)
Then, we all snuggled up for a movie and I fell asleep (again) to the sound of giggling children.
It was a wonderful Mother's Day! The best part was my children's excitement and their desire to make the day special for me.
Monday, May 18, 2009
No Harm in Taking a Day Off
Posted by Lena at 9:39 PM
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Isn't Mother's Day fun when your kids are old enough to try to make it special? My kids did the breakfast in bed thing, but brought in a tray full of all my fav. candies. Not very nutritious, but I'll take it!
p.s. You can steal names all you want! If you ever need some killer name ideas, you should hear some of the names of my Orton cousins (Mardee Rae is one of them). My current favorite is Merica (she's Mardee's older sister - well, not much older, she's my age). Isn't that cute? If we were going to have any more children, and I could get past using my cousin's name, I'd do it.
That was a great post, Lena. Years from now you and your kids will still be laughing about it. What happened to your breakfast?
What sweet little kiddos!
So cute! You have sweet little gift-givers. Tossing and turning until 9:30 -- I need to develop that skill... I can sleep way longer than needful.
You're still just so gorgeous as ever! And your kids are precious!
Holy Mackerel, Lena-loo!!! It has been a while since I checked your cute blog and I have to tell you how absolutely gorgeous you look in your family pictures, my dear. Seriously. Can you come here and help a girl out? :) And your Mother's Day surprises and gifts sound so sweet!!! I loved it. Your post made me laugh and it made me miss your kids, too--what can I say besides they are hee-larious and stinkin cute.
I also have to tell you I loved chatting with you. And I am so glad you blog so I can keep up with you. Your blog always puts a smile on my face, that's for sure.
Tell Ryan and the kids Hello!!!
You're such a delightful mother! You deserve all the lovin' and hugs and pampering they can give you. Now and forever!
xoxox
Mom
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