i was a little dazed,
perhaps even disoriented.
for i had a cunning plan all worked out
but it would appear,
i misjudged my clan
i am most delighted to report,
i did not require a cunning plan...
my disorientated day began with a cup of tea in bed,
something i have not enjoyed since my birthday.
i was told not to set the alarm by our #3
he would get up and sort little olive.
i pottered downstairs way after 9am
to a little pile of goodies
all wrapped in homemade paper...
i was not required in the kitchen,
i was asked on numerous occasions
if they could fetch me anything,
did i want a cup of tea.
i was given plenty of crafting time,
giving me a chance to
who came my way.
in the afternoon
we took a trip across the bridge
into the big city,
the sun beaming down on us.
we sat in pioneer square
with our drinks 'al fresco'
me, my man and my four children,
a rare sight indeed.
i looked at each of them in turn,
wondering what paths they will take in life
hoping they will be okay
at the end of my mother's day
i sat quietly reading what our #1 had placed on my facebook wall.
i'm 'crappity crap' at facebook.
but she doesn't let that bother her...
"this will be our last mothers day together for at least a few years, so i would like you to know i love you a lot.
you're so charming and odd, but completely influential on me in the best way mothers can be.
eighteen years of mother days. can you believe it?"
and the thing is i can't,
i can't believe yesterday was the last mothers day i will have with all of my children living under the same roof.
so here i go again dearest readers...
counting the days
as i watch my children,
winding each other up,
and driving me up the wall at times,
there is one thing i know to be true
without a doubt,
i have truly been blessed in my life
she is beavering with Miss Ethel, for a shop update is in the makings ~ Tif