We celebrated Mothers Day early at Preschool by having tea with the kids. They made us cards, painted flower pots, and a flower painting. They each told us why they loved us so much in front of the class (all but Abi anyway-too shy). She also refused to let me sit at the adult table. The kids were so cute and sweet, it was a really nice precursor to a holiday I'm NOT looking forward too. I've never not spent a Mothers Day with my mom cooking her breakfast and going to the plant fair in Camas. I think I'd like to pretend the holiday doesn't exist anymore. I found a book today in Abi's closet that is a recordable book my mom gave her on her 3rd b-day. You open it and it plays my mom reading the story. It's like she knew she needed to leave reminders for us so we feel like she is here. Tears came of course, Abi asked why and couldn't even respond, too choked up. Lately it just doesn't seem real....so I don't know how to cope.
I was large motor mom at preschool that day and Abi wanted to go on a nature walk.
The kids loved it.
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