Mother's Day

It is still strange to me that I get to celebrate Mother's Day. Mother's Day is for MY mom, and Matt's mom. I want to make sure they feel loved and celebrated, and I kind of forget that I fall into the "Mother" category now. But sweet Matt wouldn't let me forget for long. He asked several times how I wanted to spend Mother's Day, how I wanted it to go. And yesterday he showered me with wonderful gifts and did all the dirty work with the girls (that was my answer to "how do you want it to go?").

Holly and Anna also worked hard to make me feel special on Mother's Day. At school, Holly made this flower pot for me...

Look closely at the sign. When asked what she loves about me, this was her answer...

Sigh. Tear. Love that girl.

She also, under the supervision of her patient Daddy, made me Auburn colored sand art.



Here is Anna's gift to me - a popsicle-stick-framed picture of her cuteness. On the fridge, smiling at me every time I open it to pour her [more] milk.


And today, a fun package arrived on my doorstep from a dear friend, filled with goodies for all of us. I think my favorite thing inside was this little plaque...


Two little girls and a little boy. Or, as I will look at it, two sisters and their baby brother. Here is an actual picture of little baby boy Rife...


I'm thankful for so much this Mother's Day - a wonderful mom, the best mom-in-law I could ask for, a loving husband, two beautiful girls, one baby boy on the way, and amazing friends.

It was a happy day, indeed.