they’re not big on waiting for others to join them before they start to eat
can you spot the gnome?! Johannes’ class project is to bring home a gnome and write about their sleepover adventures
Wendy the gnome joined us for breakfast
Johannes must be thanked for this photo. Milk stained pajamas, baby weight and tired eyes. He said I looked beautiful. (swoon)
the youngest and oldest in our fambam
my handsome, thoughtful, at times crazy rambunctious big boy
Johannes made this cool project with rock people representing each one of us! seriously?!? how cute is the baby one?!
my heart in one tiny rectangle
With Henrik being only 6 weeks old, needing frequent naps, feedings on demand and crying if he’s not in constant motion or in my arms, I told the boys I didn’t want to do anything for Mother’s Day this year. You know, handmade cards, maybe some flowers and five minutes to have an uninterrupted shower and that’s really all I wanted. The thought of fighting the crowds to get into a restaurant for brunch only to leave my coffee cold and half my breakfast untouched on the table, seemed like an awful lot of work to go through just to say we did the typical brunch thing. Plus to be honest, its not really my thing to do this huge elaborate Mother’s Day thing. I think moms should be celebrated every day for the work they do with hugs and “thank yous” and a kiss or two.
So Mother’s Day came after a sleepless night with gassy baby. I finally had fallen back asleep at the ripe time of 6am and Johannes came running in with a mimosa in hand. I quickly took a sip of my mimosa, gave Johannes a big kiss and ran into the baby’s room to feed a grumpy Henrik who woke up when he heard the commotion. For Johannes, Mother’s Day this year was like Christmas. He talked about it all week long, tried several times to give me the gifts he made me early, and couldn’t wait for morning time to come. It was so very cute. Michael has always done little things from the kids to give me, but this was the first time that Johannes did things on his own without being prompted, just because he really wanted me to feel special, and oh did I ever feel it. Johannes made the cutest gift, a rock family with all five of us. I nearly died of cuteness when he gave it to me and I’m trying to decide what the perfect spot for it is. For now it lives on our dining table.
From there on our day was pretty uneventful. Michael made us breakfast, complete with deliciously crispy bacon, gorgeous flowers that lifted up our entire living space, and the kids gave me their little hand made cards and drawings. Later that morning we went on a family run down by the lakeshore and stopped to pick up lunch-time croissants at the cafe along the way. It was just a really nice time with my boys followed by a delicious BBQ.
My boys! I have three of them, four if you count Michael. And you know, they’re kind of amazing and make me feel like their whole world on special days like this. Not perfect, but just perfect for me. And have I mentioned that I love being the only girl around here…well I do.