Every mother's day in our church the children go up on the stand and sing a couple of songs to their mothers. It is a highlight of the year for me. I love it. My boys always are so cute and sing pretty loud...that is until today. Around the second verse of the first song I notice Robbie is trying to give Oliver a indian burn on his arm. It escalates from there and at one point oliver has his fingers in Robs ears and Rob is trying to push Oliver away. Seriously...I couldn't believe it was happening to me. I made the slit my neck sign to Oliver meaning "you're dead when you get down here." I couldn't believe that they wouldn't stop. Oye. I said to my friend sitting in front of me "aren't I lucky??" To which she responded "yes, you are...trust me you are." She isn't married and doesn't have kids...I knew she was right I am lucky. Fighting and all.
I took Rob for a quick time out, he told me he did that because he is a "shy kid". I wasn't believing it. I know he was trying to be funny. (why does he have to be so much like me...the kid is a total know it all.)
Then second hour of church I roamed the halls trying to get my 20 lb tired baby to sleep in my arms. He wasn't having it. Another one of my friends held him for me for a little while to give my arms a rest (you would think my arms would be so toned from all of the child carrying I have to do...but alas...they are not.). He finally fell asleep moments before Relief society. I was so happy. 10 minutes after I sat down Rob's teacher brought him in because he was having "issues"...oh my goodness...you're kidding me right?? Turns out he was throwing a fit because he wanted to play with the paper to his fruit by the foot that I had in my purse...what??? I made him lay on the floor until class was over.
Mother's day is so funny...I always expect my children to be so nice to me, and for everyone to be so helpful. Hhaahaa. It really is a day you just have to be grateful to be able to have days like this...because I am. All I ever wanted in life was to be a mom...and for me today was a prime example of what it means to be a mom...I wouldn't give that up for the world.
I insisted Cortney take a picture of me with my little ones after church. The boys weren't thrilled but I finally talked Rob into coming to stand by me.
I love how Henry looks in this picture...his face and legs are delicious.
I had to include this one because I think my boys look so much alike.
Cortney let me take the most delicious nap after church. Ohhh it felt so good. Then when I woke up, to a cleaned up house, the boys had a present for me....
Pots and Pans....can you believe it. I was besides my self.
Cortney...you did a good job.
I had been using the same pots and pans for the past 12 years. For Christmas my senior year of High school my parents bought me a 4 pan set from walmart...it cost $19.99. I have been using them ever since. These babies have been through a lot.
Every once in a while Cortney has to get the hammer and flatten the bottom of these pots. I don't know why but they are so flimsy they distort after a while.
Yumm how can something cooked in that pan NOT be good. hahaa. Oddly enough I am attached to these pans. It will be hard to say goodbye.
I am so excited to cook with my new pots. I love to cook...it is a shame for someone who cooks as much as I do to have to cook in the monstrosities I have been using. What a great gift...I hate spending money but...I need these. They are a need and a want so it is perfect. Plus Cortney spent his OWN photography money on these. Thanks so much.
After my nap I treated myself to my FAVORITE treat. My Grandma Alice makes the best "to die for" cereal mix. I love it so much. But Alice lives in Rexburg so if I want it I have to make it myself. I ate myself sick....what a great day.