A Mother's Day Story

I am so blessed to have a family that caters to my every need on Mother's Day. They try so hard to make it special. They usually make me breakfast in bed (which is always "special" in it's own way.) but his morning we over-slept slightly. I was the first one up. After waking the crew I hopped in the shower. In the meantime, everyone made my breakfast. After my shower they served a yummy breakfast to me. It wasn't in bed, but I was still in my room. Good thing it was so clean :) (see 2 posts ago)

After church, Grace announced that she was going to make my lunch. I chose something that I felt she could handle: a corn dog.

As I sat eating my corn dog, I realized there was a little piece of fiber or something on it. Mildly wondering about it, I picked it off and took another bite. Then I noticed a black speck on it. "Hmmm. That's weird," I thought, picking it off and eating another bite.

Before I took a third bite I noticed a black hair on it. "That is definitely a dog hair," I thought to myself.

The following is the true conversation:

Me: "Did you drop this corndog on the floor?"


Grace: staring like a deer caught in the headlights "It was on accident."


Me: "Grace, I'm sorry. You know I can't eat anything that touched the floor (I am actually more than a little O.C.D. about this). I cannot eat this corndog."


Curtis, Hallie, Hannah: (all laughing)

Grace: (crying) "I didn't mean to."

In an effort to make her feel better I said: "It's okay honey. I know it was an (spitting a hair out) accident. Can you make me (gag) another one?"

Then I added: "I'm so lucky. I get one and a half corndogs for Mother's Day."


Hannah, always trying to get a dig in, said: "Mom would have had another one anyways."

*blank stare*


I'm not sure how to take that last one. Should I be offended? She swears she meant that one corn would not be filling for anyone and they would for sure need another. Yeah, right. Nice try.


After Grace gave me the second corndog I had to sneak (I didn't want to make her cry again)over to the microwave to cook it a little longer. It was still ice cold.

After lunch I was presented with my gifts. It just kept getting better and better:

From Zane: A picture of a dead guy in the desert that he drew in Primary.

Awesome! Just exactly what I was needing.

From Grace: She had a form letter that she filled out in school. One of the items was "My mom is smart because she knows____________". Her answer: 'Bowling'.

I've taken her bowling exactly one time in her life (4 years ago). I guess my awesomeness at bowling really impressed her.

She also said: "I help my mom by being __________"-- 'Awesome'.

Glad she's helping me out so much.

After lunch and gifts I took a nap. When I awoke I was surprised by the older girls with dinner. The menu: Grilled ham and cheese sandwiches, crushed pineapple, corn, and apple-berry yogurt smoothies. They even took a picture of themselves and the layout of the food for the blog.

Which, by the way, they informed me that they read my blog when I'm not looking. I guess I shouldn't be writing about romance and stuff.

Or Vin Diesel.

Letter to my daughters: "I am not in love with Vin Diesel. I love your father. Very much. I just think Vin Diesel is an.....exceptional.......actor. Yeah, that's right. He's a great actor!"

Hope you all had a great Mother's Day!