Hey, Pete … thanks for giving me a good excuse to post a pic of the GORgeous bouquet I got today from my kids! :o))))))
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Jealous! The flowers are beautiful!
Happy Mother’s Day all, though I’m in the camp that thinks moms and grandmoms should be celebrated everyday 🙂
Well duhhhhhhhhhhh … AND we should also get a special day when we get fed, candied, flowered and phoned. Ha!
Here’s something for Mothers’ Day — advice from mothers through the ages:
Mrs. Columbus: “I don’t care what you’ve discovered. You still could have written!”
Mrs. Angelo: “Michael, why can’t you paint on walls like other children? Do you have any idea how hard it is to get that stuff off the ceiling?”
Mrs. Bonaparte: “All right, if you aren’t hiding your report card inside your jacket, take your hand out of there and show me.”
Mrs. Lincoln: “Again with the stovepipe hat? Can’t you just wear a baseball cap like the other kids?”
Mrs. Einstein: “But it’s your senior picture, Albert. Can’t you do something about your hair? Styling gel or mousse or something?”
Mrs. Washington: “The next time I catch you throwing money across the Potomac, you can kiss your allowance goodbye!”
Mrs. Edison: “Of course I’m proud that you invented the electric light bulb, Tommy. Now turn it off and get to bed!”
Mrs. Revere: “I don’t care where you think you have to go, young man. Midnight is past your curfew!”
Mrs. Locks: “I just got a bill for a broken chair from the Bear family. You know anything about this, Goldie?”
Mrs. Muffet: “Well, if you don’t get off your tuffet and start cleaning your room, there’ll be a lot more spiders around here!”
Mrs. Kent: “Clark, your father and I have decided you can have your own telephone line. Now will you quit spending so much time in phone booths?”
Jonah’s mother: “That’s a nice story. Now tell me where you’ve really been for the last three days.”
Mona Lisa’s mother: “After all the money your father and I spent on braces, that’s the biggest smile you can give us?”
On occaision the pastor of our church asks me to bring the special music for Sunday service.He once asked me to sing the following Sunday,which was Mother’s Day.I struggled to come up with something appropriate,and he said pray on it and God would lay it on my heart.In the car on the way to church that day,He did.
When I was a small child and in pain or afraid,I would seek out the sanctuary of my mother’s lap.She’d wrap her big,fleshy arms around me and I’d put my head on her bosom.
She’d rock slowly and sing Amazing Grace.It was always off-key and she hummed hough the parts when she didn’t know the words.Mama couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket,but it was the sweetest,most comforting sound I ever heard.
When it was time,I stood behind the pulpit and shared this remembrance with the congregation.With a lump in my throat and tears welling in my eyes,I sang the song a cappela.I looked up and knew somewhere Mom was still watching over me and hoped she was well-pleased with the man her little boy had become.
A GIFT FOR ALL MY VERY SPECIAL FRIENDS
MOTHER’S DAY;WHAT BECOMING A MOM CAN MEAN TO A WOMAN
That was just beautiful, Pete. I wish that I could have been in your church that Mother’s Day. I liked the article a lot, too. It is really scary when you first become a mother, and then you get too busy to think about it very much!
I am so lucky that both my mother and my children live within 5 miles of me in either direction. We will gather on my screened porch this afternoon and experience the joy of the connection of the generations. I will be thinking about all of you and hoping your days are wonderful.
Aw, Pete! Wonderful! Thank you :o)))). Two of mine called again today, both saying, “I know we chatted ourselves out yesterday for your birthday, but I had to call again today just to say I’m thinking of you in a special, but DIFFERENT way today!” I am so blessed!
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