The Best Mother's Day Ever...
It had to be a good year. The last few mother's days haven't been the best. Last year the whole family went bike riding in Shatin and came back sick. Austin vomited all over the floor, Ally crashes with a fever and then my dad calls telling me my mom collasped and is in the hospital.
Then there was the mother's day when the kids were 2. Steven was out of town. One of the kids (both claim it was the other) took of the diaper and then they both walked through it and the house.
But this year there were no tears, just smiles. The kids slept in their own beds all night. In the morning, they bounded in with flowers, smiles, pictures and hugs. The flowers were a complete surprise. They has asked to go the playground yesterday with Evelyn and had a complete story about friends they played with. Turns out the three of them had snuck down to Stanley market to get the flowers, which they hid.
I was surprised to get presents as I thought I had gotten them on Friday. Friday I picked them and Jacob up from school. On the ride home, the kids had me plug my ears so they could show each other the mother's day surprises.
One of the surprises was a fill in sheet. Jacob read his sheet first. My mom's name is Christina. She has brown eyes and brown hair. She weighs 200 lbs. Austin interrupted, hitting himself in the head with disbelief. Just when I thought he was going to call Jacob crazy for describing his fit mom at 200, Austin said, "My mom is 210!!" Boasting that his was bigger! I had to contain my giggles as my ears were supposed to be plugged.
Thank goodness for Ally. Hers said that I weigh 29 lbs and was 8 feet tall. Supermodels watch out! Of course, Ally has always had the ability to melt hearts, for eyes she wrote "butfl" (beautiful) and hair she wrote "krle" (curly).
Ally siad she wouldn't trade my mom for "Nini" (night night); Austin said he wouldn't trade me for an ape! Laughing, I asked him if he thought I looked like an ape. And he said, "Just your hairy airpits."
Seriously, who could ask for a better day. I wouldn't change a thing, except maybe next year this could all take place later than 6am.