Mother's Day

 

Since this past Sunday was Mother’s Day, I thought I would share a little about our day! For many years, our Mother’s Days were filled with food prep for Mommapalooza. If you’ve been reading here for a while, you might remember Mommapalooza! That adventure was born from our desire to bless our own moms and other moms in our family by providing lunch so they didn’t have to cook.

                Then Ryan’s mom passed away, and his siblings had their own young families and wanted to be able to start traditions with their own children, so we retired our gathering. (It worked out because then came the pandemic and multiple moves.)

                This year, Mother’s Day looked and felt different, but it was a good day.

                We had church, and after seven weeks of teaching Sunday School, I hardly knew what to do with myself without a class to prep for! But you know what I loved about church that day? It was promotion Sunday, and I loved seeing some of the kids Ryan and I worked with last fall moving up to the next class. So proud of them and so glad we had the chance to get to know them a bit better.

                I also loved it that Mom and Dad joined us for church.

                After church, Ryan and I went home to rest. The last two week (weekends included) have been crazy busy. We have barely had a moment to breathe, and both of us had hit a wall. We slept so hard.

                I was awake long enough to enjoy some bonding time with our sweet Lexi Grae. It was the best Mother’s Day gift to see her acting like herself again. (Also…she gets annoyed with pictures after a while and stops participating.)

                After dinner, Ryan and I took pie and ice cream over to Mom and Dad’s to enjoy dessert and gifts with them.

                The palooza days may have been reduced to a party of four with (boxed) pie and ice cream, but it was a good day, and I was grateful for every part of it.