Thursday, May 7, 2009
Happy Mother's Day
So I will not be blogging tomorrow, in honor of mother's day. I don't know all the details, but I think some president declared this day back about 100 years ago. If I were more ambitious, I could look all that up, when, where, who, but honestly, I am just glad someone thought of it. A day to honor your mother. Great Idea.
Inevitably, every mother's day, I hear from my children, "they don't have a "kids" day." To which I reply, "every day is kids day". They still grumble. I am going to be selling tickets to the Spaghetti dinner/ Silent Auction this sunday at church, so really, my day won't begin until about 1:00p.m. I will get breakfast and all that. I don't know what is for dinner, I am doing the Daniel Fast, no bread, no meat, no sweets, until the Silent Auction. I have been told by my mother-in-law that I can take Mother's day off, but I am sticking to it until 6:00p.m. the day of the dinner. If you think I am crazy, read Jentezen Franklin's book called "fasting", it will change your prayer life and the rest of your life.
So what do you do for Mother's day? I find it amazing that we are usually hosting some kind of brunch or dinner and running around like crazy person making sure everyone is happy on Mother's Day. What the heck? I firmly sit my bottom down and get waited on. It's my day to chill out and not worry. I mean, whatever I am going to eat, it should be fine and if not, I will eat it and smile and worry about my digestive system later.
My funniest Mother's day moment was about five years ago. It was in Arizona, so picture a 100 degree day. Scott wanted to take me out to dinner (fool), and we thought we would "outsmart" everyone and go at like 3:00p.m. We go to a nice restaurant, three hour wait, next restaurant, three hour wait, next restaurant, three hour wait. We ended up at Denny's on the west side of town. I actually ordered a steak at Denny's, what was I thinking? Anyways, the sun was beating into the room we were in and all of sudden, Tyler, who is sitting in the center of our booth, tells me he does not feel well. And he starts barfing, right in the middle of Denny's. Being a mom, I catch the barf in his little basket that held his dinner. He keeps on barfing and I keep catching it and using every napkin on the table (of course, at the beginning of the dinner I had asked for extras). I literally saved the day by keeping it on the down low, wiping it up as it came out and by the time the waitress came over to see if he was okay, I had wrapped it all up in the basket. Some other patrons who were close by did not even know he was barfing, they thought he might be choking. See what a great mom I am? I saved the day for all the other idiot father's who waited until the last minute to make plans and ended up at Denny's on Mother's Day.
So I hope your Mother's Day is free of barf and has a little charm mixed in. Nothing beats burnt toast in bed or a wonderful hand made gift from the kiddos.
God bless you and yours.