But, bless their little hearts, those boys bounded into my bedroom and proudly announced, "Happy Mother's Day Mommy!!!" to my still decaffeinated self.
Even though it was really, really early which meant I was still in my pajamas and already feeling the desperate need to put a bra on, I was more than happy to wrap those boys up in my arms and give them a ridiculous number of kisses on their sweet cheeks.
And then they gave me my present and I melted into a puddle of goo on the bathroom floor.
(And who the heck is going to clean up that mess, I would like to know. No cleaning for this gal on Mother's Day, thank you very much.)
Right?
Two things here:
1. My heart exploded immediately and I was crying at the sheer awesomeness of this Mother's Day gift.
2. The hubs gets major points for coming up with this idea all on his own without the help of Pinterest, which is something I would never have been able to do!
He headed to Michael's after work and grabbed some white card stock, craft paint, and a 8.5 x 11 frame. While I was at work, he enlisted the help of our little minions in creating this masterpiece. I love the hand prints, the names and ages that were painted underneath them, and then the sentiments written in the bottom corner. It's just perfect and I will likely end up designing my entire master bedroom around it.
Because I love the reminder that these crazy kids are such a huge part of my world. In between the diaper changes, the snotty noses that get wiped all over my couch cushions, the pushing and shoving, the temper tantrums, and the yogurt dried in hair.....
there are so many moments filled with gleeful laughter, sincere hugs, tender snuggles, and darling smiles. They love me. And I love them. Fiercely.
And later I had to scrub Micah's face because he had sprayed himself with Pledge.
Just another day on Planet Motherhood.
Happy belated Mother's Day to you all. I hope your special day was as blessed as can be.
