Mom: Good Morning Sweetie! (it was 12:15pm) Are you hungry?
Son: Um, yeah. (looking faintly surprised as he has almost totally been on his own with food the last 3 weeks as mom has been busy with projects and job research)
Mom: Ok, good! How about French Toast?
Son: Um. Yeah. (looking brightened a bit)
Mom: Would you like bacon with that?
Son: Um. If we have any. (Smiling a bit, and looking sheepish)
Mom: Sure! I will make you 3 pieces. French Toast is always better with bacon.
I scurry around, he goes upstairs happy.
Mom: Son! Can you wait to eat about 20 minutes? The milk has soured and I need to run to the store.
Son: (callin from upstairs) Um. Yeah, sure.
I run to the store, come home and start cooking. Son enters the kitchen.
Son: Um, Mom?
Mom: (smiling and stirring milk and eggs) Yes?
Son: Um, I feel bad. It is Mother's Day and all and you are cooking for me. And you had to go to the store and everytthing.
Mom: I know. I am a weird mom.
Son: (smiles a bit) Um. so?
Mom: I know I am a weird mom. But on Mother's Day I always feel like I want to DO things for my family. Like I realize how much I love them. It is the opposite. I don't want them to wait on me.
Son: Cool! I like that.
So did I. And boy, do I love my sons. :)
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2 comments:
Oh, you are so sweet, Cindy. Your family is blessed to have you!
I spent the morning of Mother's Day feeling sick but at least home from hospital! Then the afternoon resting and the kids and dh boughtt take away for dinner. And we had our 12 fruit fruit salad!
This just makes me smile, and brightens my whole day.
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