If I had received a necklace with precious stones... it would've looked like this.
A bit much? I don't know... I think this would be stunning on me at church.
If I would've been surprised by my family with a beautiful flower arrangement... it may have looked like this.
Instead, the cute little pansies that were passed out at church, will have to due. Maybe this time I will actually plant them.
If Cody would've made me a cute crafty gift/card etc.... maybe it would've looked like this.
Oh thank you Cody. It's a freaky frog thingy...I think.
My mud room closet would look like this...a closet that would make Martha proud.
Color coordinated and everything! It's the little things that make my day.
Alas, Mother's Day wasn't quite like the instructions that I wrote to my family in the letter that I posted the other day. Breakfast didn't happen... at all. But the hubbin of lovin did bath Conner, all by him self! It was a miracle of all miracles.
The hubbin did step up the the plate and did this...
He is the grill master. I bow down to him.
He grilled this...
He tried to liquor me up with the red wine, but I didn't think it was appropriate to be drunk in front of the kiddies. The steak was to die for! Now I have to work out longer today...crap.
Afterwards he did wash some dishes...well how many dishes do you have to wash when you are grilling?
Apparently once your children are in 4th grade, the teachers at our school think that the kids should be able to create Mother's Day crafts all on their own. Silly teachers. I got bupkis.
I didn't get to unwrap any gifts. Sniff, sniff. The hubbin did promise me that he would put the shelves in the closet... someday. And he said he would clean the garage! And the best gift of all... he said I can boss him around and tell him how I want the garage to look like!
Organization pleases me very much.
To tell you the truth, I've never had a "dream" Mother's Day. If it did happen... my family was most likely not responsible for it. This Mother's Day was perfect in my eyes.