What do you do after the cards are opened and brunch is consumed?Since becoming a mother almost six years ago, it's been my tradition to "take the day off". To relax and do what I like. Mother's Day is a day when I can defer to my wonderful husband.
Sometimes I drink mimosas, other times diet coke but I never, ever, ever eat chicken nuggets or any kind of derivative. Battered and fried little chunks of chicken should not be a part of any Mother's Day Celebration.So yesterday, we grilled pork chops and do you know what? The kids survived on it. They didn't kill over like they claimed or we thought they might. They lived. And how do I know they lived?
It's Monday morning and no matter how grateful they were on Sunday with their little handmade projects, there is still laundry to be washed and dishes to be cleaned. Their little clothes are strewn from hither to yon. Last night's bath towels lay in a damp heap in the bathroom and both toilets remain unflushed (but none of the little darlings will claim responsibility) until I or my husband do it. I step on a Leggo piece that threatens to imbed itself in the arch of my bare foot and every light in the house is on—including the one in the refrigerator because the door is standing wide-open.Yes - Everything is back to normal. Which pretty much translates to cluttered and chaotic. What a happy time it is.
Happy Mother's Day every day because that's when the work gets done.
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