Mother’s Day Madness

Here are some moments from my Mother’s Day weekend, for your amusement:

  • Earlier in the week, Dave found what appeared to be my Mother’s Day gift from Gabby. Turns out, it was going to be my gift in 2013– when she hid it, and then forgot about it. So in addition to this year’s Gabby gift of an adorable handmade card and the little Irish Belleek vase filled with flowers– I also got a photo of 9-year-old Gabby, a different handmade card, an assortment of other things, and $21.00 in fives and singles, labeled “a token of my love.” It was awesome.
  • Addie J’s gift included a Mom poster, around the edges of which she very carefully drew a series of scallops. Then, inside each scallop, she drew a face. The expression on each little face was connected to the next face: if one face was winking and smiling, the next one would be winking and laughing. The one after that would be laughing with both eyes closed, etc. And how earnest and sweet is my little one, that she would put this much thought and effort into the borders of my picture? Love that kid.
  • Part of Cammy’s gift to me was a Youtube video of two guys, foolishly eating Carolina Reaper peppers. We laughed hysterically.
  • Gabby asked me at one point, “Mom, would you ever attempt world domination, and if so, what would your first step be?” I said, “I am currently pursuing world domination, and I took my first step years ago.” She said after a pause, “Well, I don’t think you’re getting very far.”
  • My beautiful little girlie, the J, made her First Communion over the weekend. She was so filled with happiness to be our family’s focal point for the day.

Cam had a lacrosse game yesterday, playing against a really, really good team. In  retrospect, I’m not sure these two teams should have been matched up in the first place, and Cam’s team really got shellacked. He took it pretty hard, and on the way home he was sitting in the very back of the car by himself, looking dejected, while I considered how to best help him move past it. Suddenly, I became aware that I could smell my dad– I always say it’s like a combination of machine oil and Kirk’s Castile soap. Yesterday, my brother told me it’s more like machine oil plus Go-Jo. “Smell that?” I asked Dave, and he said he didn’t smell anything. It was just getting stronger by the second, though, so I figured Dad wanted my attention– and then I looked behind me at that discouraged kid in the back, and thought: no: actually, he wants Cam’s. So I climbed into the back seat, and simply asked Cam, “Do you smell that?” Cam’s reply was immediate: “Papa?” he asked.

All in all, it was a pretty great weekend.

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