Sunday, May 9, 2010

Mother's Day

My Mother's Day story begins with wonderful children.  My youngest daughter greeted me with a hug and a cheerful, "Happy Mother's Day, Momma!"  She is a joy and super sweet.  My other daughter wanted to give me a gift.  "Close your eyes."
"Kaitlyn, I am eating yogurt."
"Close your eyes, Mom."
So, I closed my eyes.  She gave me a beautiful new red blender.  I can't wait to use it.  Her card was cute.  Something about because of me she didn't grow up to be an exotic dancer, but if she had she would have been able to buy a much nicer gift.
Then, the pig died.  A sad, sad day in the lives of us wannabe farmers. The pig had to be disposed of in the usual manner with a trip to the in-laws.  My husband took on this chore with a brave, but solemn face.  So, I went to church without him.  When I returned home, he had left on the kitchen counter a card and gift.  A new GPS, I was thrilled.  This started a conversation about who got the best gift to give me.  Kaitlyn was bragging, that she had purchased the best gift.  My son, Jack, was standing next to me listening.  He states, "Hey, Kaitlyn, watch this."  As he reaches his arms around me and gives me a hug and says, "Happy Mother's Day, Mom.  I love you."  Then he stood there and let me hug him back.
If you don't know Jack, well let me just say this was earth shaking.  A most wonderful gift.  Definitely the high point of my day.  Jack does not let people touch him and he most assuredly rarely gives hugs.  I was delighted to receive such a gift from him.
Then my husband's parents came for lunch.
And finally my first born child returned home from college in Texas.  A wonderful sight.
A wonderful day thanks to my family.  I am truly blessed by God.  It is for His glory and His alone.
Happy Mother's Day!
This is a special tribute to my mom.  Happy Mother's Day!  Some things to bring a smile to your face...
3 children who love you.
1 husband who adores you. (He would do anything you asked.)
Be glad that your children don't bring you dead animals, especially pigs on Mother's Day.
This comment needs some explanation, which requires some storytelling.
We had a pony, named Pepper, for my son.  One morning when my husband went out to feed him, he found the pony dead.  He came in to tell me and to have me keep my son away from the window.  I asked him if he needed help and what was he going to do with the horse.  He said, "I am going to take him to Mom's."  Just what every mother wants, a dead horse.  I asked how he was going to load a 600 pound horse.  He said he was going to put him on the wheelbarrow.  Okay, this I had to see.  He put the wheelbarrow upside down on top of the horse and then got a rope and tied the horse to the wheelbarrow.  Then he wrestled with it until he got it flipped over.  Drat!  Didn't have the truck ready.  Get a chair to lean the wheelbarrow on.  Back the truck up to the ditch, in the middle of the road.  Wheel the dead horse, now on top of the wheelbarrow, down the drive to the ditch and into the truck.  It was hysterical to watch.  I hope his mother appreciated the gift.
 A few years later...
My in-laws were at the house, visiting.  My father-in-law was getting ready to leave and decided to drive across the pasture.  My geese were walking across, he says, they will move.  They didn't.  He ran over the gander.  So... you guessed it.  The gander went home with him, with my husband's mother.
Now...
We had three pigs.  We took two to freezer camp.  The sow, Sally Soo Wii, is left.  She is lonely.  My husband pets her, calls her "Sweetie" everyday.  He is so gentle and sweet with her.  She follows him, when she gets out.
She gets sick.  My husband rushes to the store for medicine.  The next morning (Mother's Day)... the pig is dead.  I guess she died of loneliness.  What is he going to do with the dead pig, on Mother's Day?  Take it to Mom's of course.  Now, why didn't I think of that.
So, Mom...  Be glad I am not bringing you a dead pig for Mother's Day.
I love you.
Tracey