Now if that isn't what Mother's Day is all about, I do not know what is. Ms. Magnolia June painted it for me and presented it so very proudly in a Jingle Bell gift bag, leftover from Christmas and I could have cried with the sweetness. My very own little unicorn bank, glittery and rainbowy, perfect in all regards.
It has been a very nice day. Mr. Moon offered to make me breakfast and I said, "Hmmm...that's okay. I'll make some for us." And I did. But he cleaned up the kitchen. I made leftover mashed potato biscuits with cheese and they were superb, along with eggs so fresh that as my husband said, the hen would have had to lay them directly into the pan for them to be any fresher.
And then Lily brought her brood over and things got crazy, crazy and I didn't even take one picture. I told Owen that his granddaddy sure had bragged on him and that he's looking forward to Owen helping him get the house on Dog Island fixed up. "He said that you're plenty strong enough now," I told him. And he is. The boy is already starting to be the angsty teenager at times but Mr. Moon said he didn't see a bit of that this weekend. Just a very helpful, sweet kid.
Maggie wanted to find her basket and go look for eggs which we did. I showed her Miss Darla, sitting so bravely and still on her eggs and told her that soon, hopefully, we will have little chicks for her to hold. She liked that idea. I know she's going to want to take some home if they do hatch. And Lily would love to have chickens but they aren't set up with a coop yet and they have so many wild critters there that they need a good and protective place for them to at least roost at night. I see that coming up eventually, though.
And Gibson? Oh, he just hugged me and hugged me. That boy is pure sweet. He wanted me to read him the book The Chicken of the Family, which I did. Actually, he read some of it to me. He's going to come spend the night by himself next weekend and we have already determined that he wants spaghetti and meatballs. It will be good to have him all to ourselves. It's hard being the middle kid, especially when the youngest is the only girl. So we shall treat him like a prince.
Lily brought me some just-rooted plants and a big pot of strawberry begonia. They're all in the plant nursery now. And Lauren sent me pastry she'd made with my favorite- guava filling! I love that woman. I'm so lucky.
Hank just left. He dropped off a card and some cookies that Rachel baked. She's starting an internship for her MSW program tomorrow at Elder Care Services and I know that's stressful, not having been around people for a year or in an office and then to suddenly be thrown into that situation is hard. She'll be fine but I have a feeling she's not going to sleep much tonight. Hank was going to pick up Chinese food to take home so she doesn't have to cook. He loves her so. And I'm so glad because we all do.
May had to work but sent me sweet texts and Jessie is working with Vergil on getting ready to leave and she sent me sweet texts, too. I'll see her tomorrow because she's bringing the boys out so she can actually get work done.
So it's been a beautiful Mother's Day and I'm just grateful as hell that all of my kids are happy and healthy and that we all love each other the way we do. Watching the way Jessie and Lily mother their own children is one of the most profound joys of my life.