Keeping Warm...

As Hayden likes to say, "Holy Hot Dog!" It has been many moons (well several at least) since my last post. As usual we are electronically off schedule but I suppose that there are worse problems to have!

Just a quick H anecdote to get things rolling again...

The Mini's seem to have taken on a new tradition - acting up on Mother's Day. Michael typically has soccer games to ref on Sundays and so we celebrate Mother's Day in the evening or some other way. Last year Bailey was in the midst of a MAJOR shopping cart boycott and we spent no less than 30 minutes engaged in an epic battle of wills in the Walmart parking lot. Grrrr.

This year we wrapped up a visit with my folks and were driving home on Mother's Day. The original plan had been to ride into town with my Mother and enjoy a quick visit with Mimi (my maternal grandmother). I had really been looking forward to popping in, although she no longer remembers me, Mimi has held onto her beautiful smile and almost always has one to share when we stop by. She really enjoys watching the kiddos wiggle and play as well. I woke up feeling a bit scratchy and Hayden had a low grade temp so a visit to the nursing home was just not in the cards. So we adjusted our plans and headed homeward. About 2 miles from our house, Hayden fussed and then announced "All of this driving is making my tummy hurt!" Not a good sign...

I scrambled for a bag and handed it back to my boy. I could hear Bailey spouting forth words of encouragement as Hayden tossed his cookies while we bounced over the train tracks. When we pulled into the garage a few minutes later I surveyed the damage and went to work on the cleanup. It was not the first time and it is not likely to be the last time that I muttered something about Mother's Day not really being set up as a day for "Extra" mothering. Despite his best efforts with the bag, it was clear that the afternoon would now be dedicated to dismantling and detailing the carseat. I got H cleaned up enough to be mobile and dispatched him to his lair to select fresh attire.

When I got in the house with Bailey, I was greeted by a such a lovely sight. Michael and Hayden had been surrepticiously working on project over the past week or so and it was there to greet me - and my bag of goodies from the first stage of cleanup. The kitchen was decorated with Mother's Day coloring pages many of which had been colored by my eldest wiggleworm. What a lovely sight and a welcome pick-me-up!

Down the stairs came Hayden, much perkier now that he had been liberated from the car. He had selected a pair of heavy fleece pajamas despite the sunny pleasant spring weather. I asked him if he would be uncomforatble in winter pj's on such a nice day. He was gracious enough to share his reasoning...

"Mommy I choosed something warm and cozy - I want to be warm to help the white blood cells do their work."

And so we snuggled the afternoon away, surround by lovely pictures and warm clothing and in the end it was a very happy Mother's day!