Mother's Day...Just a little late posting!

I was posting my recipe and linking to Terri's blog when I realized that I hadn't posted anything about my Mother's Day weekend. My Mom came over Friday night and wanted to have Michael spend the night with her and my step-Dad. So, we packed his bags and Michael went to play at Paw and Nannu's house Friday night and most of Saturday. I figured I sleep in since that's something I NEVER DO. I wanted to get up around 9 or so, clean the house, and pick up Michael. Well, I didn't wake up until Dustin WOKE me up at 12:30 that afternoon!!! I got a shower, and went to get Michael...that's it. It turned out to be really nice though. Michael is Paw's big buddy. They get up, go to Anthony's (my step-Dad's) moms house for breakfast, play outside, then ride the cat rug around the house and deer "hunt" off the back porch! Michael skinned his knees outside playing, but was fine. We went to see my Dad and my uncles at "the shop" just down the road from my mom's house before we headed back to town. Michael made my Dad put him up on the tractors and made my uncle help him chase the bunny rabbit and play pool.

If all of that weren't good enough, Dustin took Michael to "make" my gift Saturday night. they came home COVERED in blue paint! Dustin gave me my gift and card early because he couldn't seem to explain what they were doing with blue paint on the clothes in in their hair! Dustin had bought me a shirt that said "Best Mom....Hands Down" and had painted Michael's hands and placed them on the shirt. It didn't go to smoothly, as he is only 16 1/2 months old...but it was BEAUTIFUL! I wore my shirt proudly to church on Sunday. All of the mothers in my Sunday School class was praising Dustin for the extra effort to make such a thoughtful home made gift. And you know... I think they were right. I have been blessed with so much. I have a very thoughtful, loving husband, and a loving, comical little boy. My Mom told me the first day she met Dustin that I would marry him. We were only 16 at the time. I laughed and asked why she'd say something like that...she smiled and told me she could tell by the way he look at me that he was in love with me and that's all that mattered. She's right. With my boys...nothing else matters. "...and the greatest is LOVE."