Mother's Day 2011

Mother's Day Weekend.

There was a lot of splish splashing at family swim time

(and floating down a lazy river, which was perfectly lazy and just what I needed!)

I got my semiannual haircut - and with it, a little head massage

(I do love Habitude/Aveda Salons)

oh.

and I finally ordered those Hunter boots I've been wanting to wear to tromp around in the mud and at the beach for quite sometime.

Not to mention...

my kids saw their first Disney "princess" movie.

(Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!)

Sawyer has been pretending to be a horse named Max ever since.

Aspen hummed, sang and twirled along (who knew it would start so young?)

This morning there was...

A perfectly delicious breakfast made by Daddy

The cutest little hands traced on a homemade card from the kids

A perfectly designed card by Daddy

A gift certificate for Jamba Juice (I told him not to get anything)

and Fresh Flowers on the table, too.

There was a lovely church service

and a luncheon for all the ladies afterward

plenty of great conversation

and then a nap for me after church

even though the kids missed theirs because we stayed too long at the luncheon.

And then, there was home made Brooklyn-style pizza, and

a stroll on the UW Campus,

where Daddy attempted to take some pictures of

me and my babies.

It was a very challenging task

But he did get some.

Trying to get a photo with a 1 & 2 year old is

DIFFICULT.

(I think Daddy now appreciates the job I do photographing young families with children who run away from the camera, just a hint more than before).

Thanks, Jacob. For getting me in the picture!

It is the only thing I want, every Mother's Day...

just a few photos of me and my children.

They (along with their Daddy) are truly my Dream Come True.

There is so much more I could say about this day, about my own mother and the women in my life who have touched me so very deeply. Bearing children perhaps makes a woman a mother in the technical sense...but being a mother is so much more...and some of the women in my life who have touched me the most have never born a child, yet they possess some of the most tender, mothering hearts I have ever known.

My heart goes out to those who don't feel like celebrating today.

Someday, your time will come. I truly believe it will.

Happy Mother's Day