Mothers Day

Somewhere during the night a miracle has occured. Yesterday I was the meanest most hated Mom in the world, and today I am the most wonderful Mom ever and all my kids love me. It is amazing what a few words on the calendar can do. I am not meaning to be cynical-I don't mind being the meanest mom, something would be wrong if I wasn't. And while I don't like to hear "I hate you", I understand they don't really mean it. So I really do appreciate whoever thought up Mothers Day. We do need a day where our children are reminded that they are supposed to love us and to tell us as much because if the calendar doesn't remind them it may never cross their mind.

I did recieve a absoluety wonderful Mothers Day gift. I was suprised, thrilled and very touched. Taylor cut out a coupon off the back of a cereal box and put it in an envelope and left it on the front seat of the car for me to find. A couple weeks ago I started commenting that I really needed to get my hair cut- it truly looks awful. I especially wanted it done before we went to Disneyland. I have a hard time doing things like that because I am not at a point where I warrent spending much on my hair (maybe a couple more months of serious running-but experience has proved this is just wishful thinking) so I just usually go to the beauty school, which has very limited hours but good prices. So I have to get a babysitter - which is hard for me to justify for a haircut.

I bought some cereal that happened to have a coupon for buy one get one free haircuts. I was really excited because that would make each haircut in my budget and the place was open evening and weekends. So I ask Taylor to go with me to get our hair cut. He absolutely refused. He said, "No way - I like my hair the way it is, I am not getting it cut." I anticipated this so I pulled the "I can't get my haircut unless you do" card and begged. He stilled said no and I dropped it. Well then a few days ago he left me this coupon with "Happy Mothers Day" on it. I was so impressed he thought of a gift he could give me that I really, really wanted and that required sacerfice on his part. I was very excited and we planned to go on Saturday and get it done. I am leaving next week to go to the Midwest so the timing was great.

The next day he came to me a bit troubled and said, "Mom I just don't know if I can get my hair cut." When I asked why he said, "Sister Bartholmew said she liked my hair now that it is growing longer, so I better not cut it." I could tell this compliment meant a lot to him because he is really concerned with how he looks now. I was a bit sad but let it go. He later told me he would still go with me as planned- which thrilled me even more. Well Saturday came and things kept coming up to keep me busy and Taylor went to help a neighbor paint his shed and we ran out of time to get our hair cut. I was pretty disappointed. Taylor seemed to genuinely feel bad about it to. Since tomorrow evening is fhe that only leaves Tuesday evening as a possibility to do it before my trip. I know Rick is super busy at work and most likely won't be home to watch the kids so I will probably go on my trip with thick, shaggy hair I have nothing to do with but twist up on the top of my head. I guess worse things have happened.

Dallin had a Mother's Day program at school. Althoug the program was the same as the one Taylor did for me last year I was very impressed. Dallin sang all the songs and he sang loud. This says a lot because he doesn't like to sing and rarely does. But he looked right at me and sang every word. I realized that he wanted me to know he really meant what he was singing.

The point to these little stories is that my sons were willing to do something for me that they really didn't want to do, and that is the best mothers day present ever. I also got lots of cards, coupons for vaccumming and hugs and kisses- which I definately enjoy and appreciate.