A Day for Mom

Mother's Day. A day meant to be enjoyed as a family. This year we were going to enjoy by going for a walk among the lilac trees. I love those purple fragrant blooms.


They remind me of my home growing up. My Mom would cut them and their fragrance would always be in the house for those short weeks that they bloom. So this year we were going on Saturday. We try to split up Mother's day into two days, so our visiting with parents isn't to hectic. As our family grows its getting harder to squeeze in more than one visit and two church services in a Sunday. But Saturday it rained so our plans for a walk were cancelled. Instead we had coffee with my parents. It was nice, a chance for Kaylin and Jacob to have Grandma and Grandpa all to themselves. Drew was home Saturday, this is a present enough for me! We strolled down the isles of the grocery store together and cleaned the house together. What a holiday! seriously!! Drew ran some of my errands for me and by 4:00 we were done and ready for Sunday. And we relaxed. Sunday we visited my in-laws and had a wonderful afternoon there. And Sunday night it was back home with just us. I was going to write more detail about what we did but instead I'm going to focus on the little people who call me "Momma"


Kaylin, so full of empathy for those around her at such a young age. Her excitement over the little things in life flow out of her. Her face is an open book. She has a love of books, crafts and will spend hours each day colouring. She used to cry when she went out of the lines. Drew had to talk with her, to assure its okay. Now she happily scribbles all over the page "its okay Mommy, I can stay in the lines when I go to school, Daddy said so". She is smart, we struggle to keep up with her thoughts. She's a mother, when we are sick she brings blankets and stuffies to our side. She sings us songs and kisses our foreheads. And she is bossy and stubborn. This is going to be our challenge.


Then there's Jacob. Second in command. And such a BOY! He destroys things that lay in his way. Obsessed with balls. And very very strong willed. One of my friends described him as "intense". Yet in everything he does he does it with all his heart. Even his fits of rage. He's so quick to run up to me for a quick kiss and hug before resuming his destruction. When Kaylin has to stay in the corner he cries and goes to stand in the other one. He walks with his chest puffed out and swinging his arms, he runs into walls and hits coffee tables with his head. We cringe and he stands up and says "owwww" and glares at the object that jumped out at him. Then walks away, more angry at the objects in his way than the fact that he got hurt. He is a clown. When we get mad he simply closes his eyes as if to disappear. He can make the whole family burst into laughter at a simple expression. Our challenge with him is that. To parent him strongly for he so easily turns discipline into a session of laughter.

I love watching these two grow and see how they fit into a family. What a blessing!