Saturday, May 8, 2004

Mothers Day Memories

     I am working this year on Mothers Day, I go in tomorrow at noon. We are taking my Mother out for Mothers Day breakfast tomorrow before she goes to church.

     I have so many lovely Mothers Day memories, maybe because it comes at such a wonderful time of year. Water Parks, Parrot Jungle, the Beach with 25 of my closest friends and relations, Pool Parties and Bar B Q’s etc…

     My most treasured Mother’s Day memories however are of when (J.A.M.), my 3 children were very little. Joey’s teacher taught her 1st grade class one year how much mothers loved breakfast in bed on Mothers Day.

     My children took that lesson and created a tradition that lasted for years. In the early years, I was always surprised with the most creative and unusual culinary delights one could imagine. I’ve had untoasted English muffins smeared with strawberry cake frosting, cinnamon rolls, pretzels and vanilla wafers with peanut butter, and what ever other surprises they could dream up. After a few years I got smart and started leaving the fixings for the perfect breakfast in bed where they could easily be found on Mothers Day morning. The pictures above are of a Thank You card I wrote to them in 1997 after a beautiful breakfast in bed.

     The first time they went shopping alone was also for Mothers Day. I gave them some money and turned them loose in Wal-Mart while I waited in the snack bar. I was surprised the next morning with the most unusual package of hand held American Flags, (3 of them), highlighters in various colors and white out. I guess that these were the things that they thought I wanted most

                                           Awww precious memories,

                                                     *** Coy ***.  

6 comments:

billbinford54 said...

Growing up in a traditional Methodist church, all the folks would come to church on Mother's Day with red and white flowers.  I remember my mother explaining the tradition.  Then I saw a pink flower.  After church I asked her what a pink flower meant.  She said that pink means that the mother is dead but fondly remembered.

dakotarose2852 said...

You have precious memories and wonderful children.  Treasure them.
Susan

csandhollow said...

What a beautiful memory. thank you for sharing it.

merelyp said...

Man, one can NEVER have enough white out, it seems to me.  I'd cherish the office supplies myself.  Beautiful pic of the watermelon--don't be surprised if it winds up in one of my blogs.
thanks so much for your visit (oh MY!  and LINK!) to 'Argument Against Growing Up'-- i will definitely be back every time I get an alert that you've updated!

~~mumsy, who was a little bowled over w/her first Mother's Day.  All the sentimentality and extra sacharrine is wearing off, though--my surrogate son got me a 12-pack of Beer.  The kid knows what I like!

babymae1966 said...

I guess it's appropriate that I follow my dear Mumsy in this blog...what dear memories you've shared. Like her, am recovering from this unique Mother's Day just experienced. Hope yours was grand!

fisherkristina said...

These remind me of the preposterous things I used to get my Mom for Mother's Day when I was a kid.  Like those WishNik (troll) rings...