Aren’t you going to wear the hat?

This year was, by far, the most fun I have ever had on Mother’s Day, as a mom.  It wasn’t that I did anything special.  I somehow didn’t even manage to get in my regular Sunday nap.  (How did that happen??) The thing was that I just had so much fun with my precious family.

Alan took them to town on Saturday and let them pick out my gifts.  His store of choice:  Five and Below.  Sounds like a recipe for disaster, doesn’t it?  After all, little boys aren’t necessarily known for their great gift giving skills. Plus it wasn’t necessary.  They had already made me cards and gifts at school that I was perfectly happy with.

I was kind of afraid I’d end up with pink boas and fuzzy pink bunny slippers, like my friend Lucile has mentioned getting from her little boys.

But just look at what they picked out!

What you can’t tell from the picture is that the sunglasses are covered in lips, but I do think they make me look younger. : ) The pink thing in my other hand is a little packet of lip covered tissues.

As we were walking out the door to go to church, Joshua held up the hat and asked, “Mom, aren’t you going to wear the hat I got you?”

So of course, I wore the hat to Sunday school.  ; ) Kind of awesome that it matched my outfit, huh? Some of the guys in our Sunday school class insisted that I put it on so they could all see, and they agreed that I looked like I was ready for the Kentucky Derby.  Ha!  Not too shabby!

I bet you can’t guess what we had for lunch.  If you didn’t guess “Papa John’s”, then you haven’t spent much time with my husband.

However, let the record show that Alan made us all his delicious french toast for breakfast. It’s a good thing.  That did help soften the blow of being woken up at 5:30 am (by Caleb) to receive my gifts.  I don’t know what Alan does, but his french toast is amazing!! (Maybe I’ll make him share his secret on a future blog post!)

As soon as we got home from church, Caleb had me out there playing badminton with him.

That has turned out to be a seriously popular gift with every little boy in this house. They LOVE it.  Once Caleb got tired of playing, Dan took a turn. Then Joshua came out there to try, and suddenly I had to really be on my toes. He kept actually hitting it back to me!!  Hand-eye coordination changes drastically somewhere between ages 6 and 8 because Joshua was not always as athletic as he is now.

They have been playing Badminton every day since.

The boys didn’t even complain too much when I made them all pose for pictures with me.

Unfortunately, we’ve had to resort to drastic measures to get Joshua to smile for photos.  I got this idea from my friend, Jennifer, on Facebook.  It involves using the cleanest words that we can think of that little boys find hilarious.

Side note:  When I was a kid, I always wanted to have my mom’s high, pretty, chiseled cheek bones, rather than my chubby round face.  It never happened, but look!  Joshua has them!!

Thank you so much, boys!  It really was the “Funnest Mother’s Day ever”!!!  Yes, ‘funnest’ SHOULD be a word.  These boys are just too much preciousness, as is their daddy. This was just heavenly.

Psalm 127:4-5

“Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one’s youth.

Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend with their enemies in the gate.”

“Lo, children are a heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.”    Psalm 127:3