Mothers Day

Happy Mothers Day to all you mothers...you know what I mean. Mister C ordered me some beautiful flowers that arrived yesterday afternoon. Master J put together a little book and a laminated sheet of love at school this week.

The book he wrote explains how I am 6 feet tall with "tan" eyes and that I really like fiestas in Mexico. I'm not sure, but I think my child may be confusing me with Hank Aguirre celebrating cinco de Mayo. I have no idea where he comes up with his stuff.

I'm not sure if you can read the sheet or not, but there's a lot of talk about feeding my child in it. Apparently that's very important to him. Considering he's a boy who already has been known to eat the cold lunch I send followed by whatever hot lunch the school is offering, I think I may be in trouble in the next few years. I may need to sell a house a month just to feed the boy. Also, please note at the bottom where he mentions that I help him to be nicer to the other kids. Is it possible that he's listening?




Additionally, Mister C put up my clothes line for me. How exciting is that? Aside from being more economical and "green", I love the smell of line dried clothes. I've wanted one for awhile now and he finally did it this morning for Mothers Day. As you can see, I've already hung my first load on the line.

I'm sure both Mister C & Master J will be thrilled to know that their skivvies have made their debut on the internet.



And lastly, Master J won a trophy for being one of the top two readers in his class. He actually read more than any other second grader, but they give two trophies in each classroom instead of one for the top grade level reader. He's so proud of himself. And I couldn't be more proud of him.