Mother's Day can go either way. Sometimes I'm just not in the mood, and some times I'm in the mood for some serious celebrating. This year was right in between. Glade has been stressed and out of town for about a month now so I didn't have any expectations where he was concerned. I knew all my littles had made sweet things for me and were dying to show me!! They offered breakfast in bed, but I vetoed that a few years ago when they brought me a plethora of food balanced on a cookie cooling rack complete with seriously warm milk. This year was just NICE. And I'm sincere about that. After a little bit of contention over who got to plan the "treasure hunt" for my gifts, all was well. Katy made me a cute poster and several other things from activity days and school. I got the traditional facts about mom book from here. Apparently I'm 250 in tall and weight 300.3 lbs. Now, if you take that into proportion, I'm quite thin! She's also aware I like quiet time and hate Chipotle. I love those books. Bo and the other kids found a chunk of wood and carved nice messages in it. They even wrapped in Christmas paper! We all had breakfast together on the "prom" table and then went to church. I had the wonderful opportunity of speaking in church this Mother's Day. We had a missionary reporting on this mission so they asked a couple of missionary moms to report on their sons and share a faith promoting story. I'm not really sure what I said, I had nothing specifically prepared when I got up there. Every time I started to think of something to say, I would start to cry. So I just tried not to think too much. Of course, I didn't make it through without a few *cough cough* tears. But it was fine, other than just maybe a bit mean to ask a missionary mom to speak about her kid who is far far away on Mother's Day. Whitley and Nick came with us to church since they couldn't be there for dinner.
After church, I got a nice nap and cleaned up for dinner. We got a last minute surprise of the Elders calling and asking if they could come to dinner. I always love that and Elder Tagg was leaving in a couple of days so we got to say goodbye. Chelsey and Whitley and Mom all came over and we ate Chocolate covered strawberries and Oreo balls while we waited for Stephen's call.
It was a wonderful day and of course there were so many beautiful messages on FB today. Not just from my own kids, but just so much love floating around. Here's my tribute:
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