Mother of all Days

Okay, so it wasn't all that eventful unless you are going for number of naps possible in one day. I woke to coffee in bed care of Benjamin. Bless him. Of course, by the time I woke up enough to realize it was really there and not just a dream, it was cold. But I kissed him for it anyway.  Then I got a double duty breakfast of french toast (Ben) and omelet (Jeff). By then, I was ready for my first nap, but I muscled through a couple of rounds of Mario Kart with Mac and Ben, a much needed shower, and supervising the washing of the MOM-mobile

I think the boys got wetter than the car, but at least you can tell what color it is supposed to be.  Then it was off to Costco for a kitchen-free lunch (mmmmm, pizza!), the makings for dinner (flank steak! Yeah!!) and then, in order to rid me of all the pent up guilt I have garnered over the past few weeks, an hour at the dog park watching Floki do what he does best, slobber on other dogs! It was truely an awesome site to behold!

By the time we got home, however, I could go no farther, I think I made it to the rocking chair on the front porch,

but soon moved to a towel on the front lawn (did I mention it was sunny and in the upper 60s? God does love us Mommies!!!) After moving twice to escape the shade, I then picked up my towel and staggered to the sun porch to continue my nap until a HUMONGOUS bee required Mac to start flailing away at it so that it wouldn't land in my mouth (apparently I was snoring).  At that point, I figured I had appropriately appreciated the sun, so moved into the living room and hit the couch where I stayed, immobile for a good two hours. Or so I have been told. Okay, to be fair, I was SICK!!! No voice, no energy, and no shortage of love for the people who allowed be to be such a sloth on My Day. I apparently wore them out with all of my demands.

I was a little more energetic in the day leading up to this, however. My mom and dad decided to do a quick turn around, having just landed in Spokane after a week in Washington DC with my brother and sister-in-law on Tuesday, so that they could be in Port Orchard to catch one of Ben's baseball games on Thursday, spend the day with "the better half" (sorry, Kevin, even the guy at Costco said so) do GoodWill and Thrift store haunting, and then breakfast at the casino on Saturday with GG and Grandpa,

where my boys learned the basics of how to be good children, like how to earn their own way....

and how to spend it....

After that, my parents had to  head home for their churchly duties and hopefully a well-deserved day of rest for Mother's Day (hope you got at least one nap, mom!).

Saturday night, Jeff and I, along with Annette and Gary, left the boys and the little ones with the babysitters (but don't tell Mac, he was there for "support") and went out for a night of food and festivities at the Little League Auction. Well, the good thing is that there was a no-host bar. So just enough alcohol flowed to keep things from being tragic, but in these days of economic penny pinching, asking people to dole out big bucks for luxury items such a swimming pool full of Dollar Store items, well...it just ain't gonna happen. There were some really NICE items there as well. Massages, jewelry, baskets filled with espresso machines and coffee items, fishing trips, tickets to the Oregon Shakespeare Festival, Ride Along with the Port Orchard Police (which honestly, was accompanied by a platter full of Jell-O Shots) and while I am sure people spent what they could, I have a feeling that there were some MAJOR bargains being acquired that night.  The four of us pooped out early as my Motrin was wearing off, and we couldn't afford anymore drinks let alone to actually bid on anything.

In closing, I got to spend my time with some of my favorite mothers, and those I didn't get to see, I hope I at least got to talk to, text with, or e-mail (thank God for technology, I wouldn' t have had time for my naps otherwise!). At the very least, know that you were in my prayers of thankfulness this weekend. God Bless!