My Mother's Day started off the best way it could--by Kelly getting up with the baby and sending me to the guest bed so I could sleep in. Killer! Then, when I got up and came downstairs, he made me breakfast--those yummy cinnamon rolls that come in the tube and an omlette the way I like it--mushrooms, ham, and cheese. Deeee-licious. It's good to marry a man who can cook when he needs to.
I already got one of my presents last night (he couldn't wait)--a Dancing With the Stars game for the Wii. I think I could get addicted. It is similar to Dance Dance Revolution or Guitar Hero in the way you have to do certain things on the beat, as they go by on the screen. Only instead of playing a guitar or dancing on a mat, you use the remote and nunchuck to do a sort of handjive of various motions to the beat. What does that have to do with Dancing With the Stars? Not much. They show animated versions of the celebrity couples dancing in the background. And each round is named for one of the dances (cha cha, jive, waltz) and plays that genre of music. But until they have Wii remotes that strap to your feet, the game is limited to hand movements. The moves you get to learn are especially helpful for ballroom dance: the twist, the mashed potato, and the wave, for example.
My other present was a brand new driver (as in golf, for those of you who were thinking he bought me a Pakistani man to drive me around). It is replacing the one I've used for about 7 years. Drivers have changed a lot since then. My old driver head was the size of a hockey puck. Nowadays the heads of drivers are roughly the size of a washing machine. All the better to not completely miss the ball with! I can't wait to try it out.
"The kids" also made me a homemade mother's day card. It was so sweet. I'll always cherish it.
Kelly's family came over for dinner this evening. That would usually mean a lot of work for me, making most of the meal. But this year the guys cooked. Kelly's brother made grilled pork chops and garlic mashed potatoes, broiled asparagus, and trifle. It was delicious, all the more because I didn't have to cook it. The kids always have a great time when Grandma and Grandpa and the cousins and dogs come over. Watching them run around screaming with joy like crazy lunatics was the best Mother's Day present of all.
And then Kelly put both of the kids to bed himself. Bitchin'.
Seriously though, I'm so grateful to be a mother. It was a long time coming...having to work hard and be very patient before my first child came made me really treasure the gift of being a mother. My children mean everything to me. I'm so happy that I have this wonderful opportunity and blessing in my life.
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