Happy LATE Mother’s Day!
Yeah, I know it was last weekend. With my new posting schedule (I’m only posting on Fridays now), I realized that I technically missed doing a Mother’s Day post. But it was such a good day that I had to share this with you guys.
First, my son Jake wrote me a poem:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I want you to know
I love you.
I am the lungs
And you are the heart.
Will split us apart
Of course he still says this kind of stuff. He’s ten. Something tells me that he’ll want more time apart when he starts hitting that teenage phase.
So for now, I’ll take the poem’s words and remember the moments when he still wants to hold my hand.
And then I found these Mother’s Day questions print-out on Pinterest.
In case you can’t read Jake’s handwriting, I’ll share with you some of my favorite answers:
Complete this sentence: My mother is as pretty as ….. Helen of Troy. (He’s been learning about Greek mythology in school. But hey, I’ll take that compliment!)
If you could give your mom ANYTHING in the world, what would it be? An agrue-fee day
What’s one thing you think your mom should do more of? Taking me to the beach
What does your mom do to relax? Sit on the couch
And this one, is my absolute favorite …..
What do you think your mom was like BEFORE she had kids? And his answer was … SANE
While I was reading the answers to my Mother’s Day questions, Jake made me breakfast. He’s learned how to make eggs in the microwave so he scrambled up some breakfast for me.
Jake told me it was his first time cooking eggs with cheese and since I like cheese, he gave it a try. Then he put the eggs in a bowl and asked me if I wanted a cup of milk with it.
Yeah, it tasted just like it looks.
Apparently, Jake has acquired his mother’s cooking skills. But I ate it.
I told him it was great and thanked him for the wonderful Mother’s Day feast. Because that’s what Mother’s Day is all about … reading love poems, eating watery-cheesy eggs and knowing that your son thinks you’re as pretty as Helen of Troy.