Mother's Day Weekend

While we didn't celebrate Mother's Day this year in the same way as we have the last 3 years in Peru, it was special all the same. This time I got to spend it with my Mom! My parents came for the weekend and we had a great time with them. Friday evening we attended the "Boogie on the Blacktop" dance event at Michael's school. Noah enjoyed doing the Hokie Pokie and Macarena with Daddy.

Saturday morning we went to Critzer's Family Farm for some strawberry picking! None of us had done it before (except for my Mom, when she was a child) and we had a blast, even though it was exceptionally windy! So we came home with loads of strawberries and decided to make strawberry shortcake for dessert that night and strawberry sorbet for Mother's Day. {Can't get any fresher than that. We have a big bag of frozen strawberries in the freezer that I'm looking forward to using for smoothies and other tasty treats. I'm trying to help our family eat things closer to their source, and this is a great town for that. Our Farmer's market in the park behind our house started last week. That will surely be a weekly "must" for us. It reminds me of Peru in some ways...}

Noah deemed Saturday another one of Aney's birthdays (I explained that he could have up to 7 in a year with the whole doggie years thing), so Strawberry Shortcake was an appropriate cake, since "Aney LOVES strawberries!"

Saturday afternoon, my Dad and Michael did a lot of "Honey do-s," to include replacing some warped 2x4s on our deck. THANK YOU!! Somehow, I got a nap on our hammock that afternoon.

A dear friend posted a blog recently about her two youngest (of 3) crawling into bed with them for different reasons and how she wanted to savor those precious moments. Thank you, Angie, for the perspective on that, and how it truly doesn't last forever. So, this morning, when Noah came in at 5:15 and said "Mommy, I'm lonely in my bed. I just want to sleep with another person," we agreed it was okay. Recently, he's been doing a great job of staying in his bed all night long.

Every day that I get to mother these little ones, is a gift. They bring me joy and teach me way more than I teach them.