Not a Fan

I am typically not a fan of Mother's Day. Just another regular Sunday in so many ways--church responsibilities, kids, house, dinner etc. Oh, but add in the crappy sacrament talks (please do not ever let me speak on Mother's Day), the guilt and the pressure, no thanks, I would rather do without.

Well, this year was different. Chad didn't have morning church meetings, which meant I got to stay in bed until almost 9. That N.E.V.E.R happens. We made felt flower brooches for the moms in class--I will take a craft over a lesson any day.

After church I went to bed again--sweet. I woke up to the smell of cool rain. Heaven. We stayed home for dinner which was the only thing I really wanted and other than having to send the boys to their beds right as dinner started, it was magnificent. I got done eating before anybody else--per the punishing and disciplining, so I read my People magazine on the royal wedding while the boys finished and cleaned. And ladies,,,they really cleaned the kitchen, not just smeared. Then we spent the rest of the evening on the family room floor, snuggling and talking while Abby made the rounds of sitting on every one's head.

Calorie count for the day---just for the mommy too.

2 large caramel/chocolate covered pretzels-after breakfast

1 See's chocolate bar-during Primary class

2 Lindor truffles-during Primary sharing time

1 caramel/chocolate covered rice krispi treat--after dinner

As you can see I definitely prefer the chocolate over flowers.