Sara whined, “When there’s going to be a girl’s day?!!”
It was a wonderful day that wore my husband out as he became me for a day. When you have young kids, the work never really ends. We just finished an intense week and there were lots of chores crying out. Wayne decided to wrangle the kids and do all the chores. In the course of this day, he loaded and unloaded the dish washer twice, cooked chocolate chip pancakes, put away 3 loads of laundry, washed another 2 loads, dealt with a diaper that had been put into the washer by mistake, went grocery shopping, put away all the groceries, took the girls outside to cut flowers for me, and presented me with lovely cards. I got to make a castle with Sara using our stepping stool as an entrance. I made a bridle for her horse. I went for a mother’s day walk and took a long mother’s day nap. I helped out on the edges, but was not responsible for the thrust of the day.
I’m surprised Wayne didn’t whine, “When’s father’s day?!!” because that’s a super Dad.
My mother’s day walk was very pleasant. Overcast and snowing…cherry blossom pedals. Here’s some examples.
I talked to Claire for 30 min while she pulled weeds. It was fun to watch her garden. It’s like me cleaning my kitchen except it’s outside. Everyone was out gardening. It supposed to get into the 80′s in the next week.
