Mother's Day will come and go again this year.
And I'll tell ya the same thing I did last May:
I don't want to go to church.
'Cause I kinda wanna wear sweatpants all. day. long. And maybe not do my hair.
Please forego the $10 Hallmark card telling me "Happy Mother's Day" from the kids.
I love Hallmark and all, but can we spend the $10 on something else?
[Hint: Crunch Cone. Dairy Queen. Mouth Watering.]
Instead, maybe you can have the girls make me some bling with those leftover mac 'n cheese noodles that
Hey. Cleaning AND crafting = a win-win.
And while you're on your hands and knees scrounging up those old macaroni noodles for that handmade necklace, can you maybe sweep up those dreaded oatmeal flakes that make me cringe every time I open up the pantry door in the morning?
That'd seriously be like the best gift ever.
You think I'm kidding...but I'm not. I hate those $%#% oatmeal flakes. And I hate even more that I never
The truth is we [moms] just want to feel loved and appreciated and valued.
And you don't need to go out of your way to do that.
Shoot. Moms like me already have a secret stash ;)
It's the little things that matter most.
Like changing that extra poopy diaper, or taking out the trash or cleaning the toilets...or even just saying, "Hey, why don't you take five minutes to pee or pluck your eyebrows or just B R E A T H E by yourself in complete silence without the pitter-pattering of little feet and screams demanding your attention every waking second of the day?"
And sometimes we just want to know we're doing okay...
Oh, and one last thing...
While most of us don't need a day at the spa or fine jewelry to know we're loved and appreciated...I sure won't complain if there's an extra bottle of wine on the counter with my name on it.
[Hey, mommas need bottles, too...]