Monday, May 10, 2010

Mother's Day Surprises.

Being a Mother is one of the best things that ever happened to me.  Seriously.  My husband and kids are the greatest.  They just love me and let me know it.  Faye had another major blow out at church  yesterday.  Her clothes, and car seat were all saturated.  Thank Heavens it happened at the end of the meetings or we would have been in real trouble.  It was just her way of saying "Happy Mother's Day, Mom."  Keith brought me a cookie from Nursery and then promptly ate it during Sacrament Meeting.  He was a purple sticky mess, but Jeffrey insisted I sit and listen to the meeting and he would take care of the purple tantruming monster.  It was so nice to actually hear what the speakers were saying! 

And even Mother Nature decided to add a bit of her grace to the day.  I went outside to finish the gift for my Mother in law
 (a memory jar)
and it was so nice and beautiful, I fell asleep under the blossoms of the apple tree.  But not before I got a picture.
The whole yard was full of the fragrance of apple blossoms.  I am sure that helped induce me into the sweet dream state I was in when Jeffrey awoke me to tell me my baby was ready to eat.

Jeffrey gave me the most beautiful antique rocker for Mother's Day.  I am so in love with it.  And so happy to have a rocker to rock my baby in.  Also, he gave me 2 tea cups, an apothecary jar and an antique salad dressing bottle.  I squealed.  He gives the best Mother's Day gifts ever.  Of course it doesn't hurt that we go shopping (to a thrift store of course) together and I point out which treasures I want.  But still, he got them and that made my day.  When we get to our new place (not for a few more months) I will post pictures.

And to seal the day, my little Faye was not to be outdone with gifts.  She was hinting of a surprise all day yesterday, and today I got it.

My little bitty is crawling!  Crawling, I tell you.  The days of putting her on a blanket are over, and yet I am thrilled with her progression and growth.  Still no rolling over, but I am not worried about that at all.  Keith didn't roll over until he was 7 months old.  Of course, he started crawling a week later and was walking a month later.  These silly kids of mine.  They are just perfect, and have given me the best Mother's Day ever!
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