So today is Mothers Day and my kids didn't have any money to get me anything and I didn't want to give them any money to get me anything because then I might as well buy something myself and eliminate the middleman. So this is what I got.
Leo stood in front of me, threw his arms up in the air and yelled SURPRISE! HAPPY MOTHERS DAY! and gave me a big hug. Then I said, so what is the surprise, at which point he threw his arms up in the air again and hugged me and told me that he loved me. I guess that was the surprise.
Then later when we were having a fabulous Mothers Day luncheon at Arby's, the boys were describing me with adjectives. Here are some of them, in alphabetical order:
Trustworthy (to which Leo added, except when it comes to secrets--not true, Leo! I can keep a secret sometimes!)
I'm just glad they didn't list the bad adjectives, because that list is probably longer!
And just now after dinner I did what I do every year on this day. I went to the china closet and pulled out the Mothers Day books my kids made me when they were each in the second grade. We always laugh at these, because in them are gems like:
"The best gift for my mother wudd be a Jeep grand cherikey or a 4 X 4 monster truck." --Max
"My mom deserves a special day because she's tired." --Leo
"My mother looks like a mom." --Max
"My mother reminds me of a girl in the price is right TV show." --Leo
But the one that always gets me is one that Leo wrote: "My mom is special because she cares about me and loves me with her heart."
Indeed I do, boys. Indeed I do.