Another Mother’s Day has come and gone. Mine was really, really nice. Nothing incredible happened. The house is no cleaner, the food was no better, the children were not really any less trouble. It was a busy day of church happenings and lesson preparing and staring at three children in awe that I’m their mother. You know, nothing unusual.
The kids made me gifts. I got handprint poems, cards, painted pictures, and even a poster! They were so excited and wrapped each and every item in a different gift bag so that I would feel especially spoiled. I did.
Adelade also made a plate at school that her awesome teacher baked in the oven at her house (along with 50 others! Like, who does that? Teachers are incredible!) She has been telling me for weeks that she had a big surprise in store for my Mother’s Day. One day I picked her up from school and she grinned and said, “If you think you’re going to have another boring Mother’s Day with nothing but cards, you’ve got another thing coming!” She told me she wanted me to hang my special gift in my bedroom. This is how it turned out:
I’m thinking once I find the perfect spot for it, this will be part of my home decor for quite some time. She was thoughtful enough to use colors that match our bedroom, and since I’m all about decorating with things that make me smile, I think this little gem will provide lots of years of smiles.
Maybe your Mother’s Day wasn’t all you had hoped it would be. I ran across this post earlier in the week, and it’s worth reading on the Monday after our big day. Because, you know, life never stops happening. Sometimes we just have to relish a sweet moment, a toothless baby smile, or a plate covered in blue and yellow hearts. Blessings to you, sweet mothers!