I just realized that I wrote a post last Mother’s Day and never hit publish, so, for those of you who care, here it is:
My Mother’s Day was so nice and restful…for the most part. First, my mom, God bless her, asked if the boys could come spend the night with her Saturday night and go to church with her this morning. I jumped on that and said, “Yes, please”, (after checking with Shmoopy to make sure it wouldn’t ruin any surprise for them to do so).
So this morning was much quieter than usual, though it started just as early as ever since we still had Sissy with us and she must be nursed at 7am! Once we were all ready for church, Shmoopy told me he was taking me to breakfast before church wherever I wanted to go. Now, I know this is weird, but I chose McDonald’s. I’m allergic to eggs and, therefore, not big on breakfast foods anyway. But McDonald’s has a steak and cheese bagel that I find yummy and their Mocha Lattes are delicious! Say what you want, but that’s what I wanted and I got it!
Then we went to church, which is a house church. Today was special in that the men, mostly Kyle (Thanks, Kyle, it was delish!), made the lunch and even cleaned up afterwards. It was so nice. I didn’t have to tend to the boys and beg them to eat. I just got to sit back and relax! Thanks, guys!
Also, my very sweet Shmoopy bought a single long-stemmed rose for all of the moms in our church, including me, of course! He’s yummy, too!
Then, when the boys finally came home from Grammy’s house this afternoon, we went to Chili’s (again, my choice) for dinner. This was preceded by the one not so sweet time of the day when Boss cried and cried for 15 minutes because his Daddy made him take his long-sleeved shirt and jeans off to change into something cooler. My mother must’ve kept them up until midnight last night!
Anyway, somehow, Shmoopy was able to erase that poor attitude so much so that dinner was actually quite pleasant. They even took turns saying what they loved about me.
Shmoopy said he loves how well I take care of the kids.
Boss said he loves when I run to him when he’s hurt and make it better.
Bubba said he just loves me!
Sissy couldn’t voice it, but I know she was thinking, “I’m thankful for her milk!” (Hey, I know reality!)
All in all, it was a very peaceful, sweet day! I’m thankful to be so beyond blessed!
To top it off, we had two couples tell us today that they’re ready to put deposits down on our rental house. So now we have a decision to make. God is so good and faithful to ALWAYS take care of us!
Happy Mother’s Day, indeed!
Beyond Blessed 