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.
Happy Mother's Day, Ms. Moon. What a family you (and Mr. Moon) have raised! Love is shining from everyone's eyes.ReplyDelete
Chris from Boise
We are a generally happy crew when we're together.Delete
Sounds like a beautiful day for a beautiful Mom! You give so much love and it is good to get that back!ReplyDelete
Love is all there is, right? I think maybe someone said that once.Delete
your family amazes me.....so much love. Nothing can be better than that....on Mothers Day....or ANY dayReplyDelete
So much love. Happy Mother's Day to one of the greats!ReplyDelete
I stand in your shadow, my head down in humbleness and awe.
You're going to treat Gibson like a prince? Does that mean you are going to fly him over to California for a tell-all interview with Oprah Winfrey?ReplyDelete
If Oprah calls...Delete
Did you know that Hank was on Oprah once?
No. I didn't know that. Amazing! Why?Delete
He was in high school, out as gay, and being bullied. Oprah was doing a show on that topic and somehow, they got ahold of Hank. His bullies were also on the show. Guess what? His bullies, the little shits, were all gay but extremely closeted, of course, and are now living an open life. Hank brought me home an Oprah mug.Delete
So great to see everyone all together and glad you had a great day! I love your observation that men can have "mother energy" too. (Olga would agree.)ReplyDelete
Olga would agree. Probably Dave, as well.Delete
what a great picture of your brood, or partial brood. I fixed breakfast yesterday too. He usually does bacon, eggs, and toast on Sundays but I wanted pancakes so I made them. didn't matter that it was Mother's Day. it's low key around here as are all holidays. my kids checked in as did Jade and that was fine.ReplyDelete
Every mother I know fixed her own breakfast yesterday. That is the way we ensure we get what we WANT!Delete
It was definitely low-key here too.
I think you're spot on to make a fuss of Gibson. It can't be easy being the middle child and he will enjoy his time in the spotlight too. Happy Mother's Day Ms Moon!ReplyDelete
I know. Bless his sweet, sweet heart.Delete
Your very own unicorn?!! You are well and truly blessed!ReplyDelete