Mom said all she wanted for Mothers Day was brunch and a nap. But we gave her so much more! My Kindergarten class put together a Mothers Day performance.
It was perfect- we sang about how much we love our Moms, and gave them our handmade books:
Mom says any day is Mothers Day when she catches us being nice to each other. Like when I showed Ryan how to listen to music on the iphone. He wasn't even punching me, and I didn't even kick him in the stomach!
There is a sibling study that says brothers and sisters fight with each other an average of 3.5 times per hour, meaning an average of 10 minutes out of every hour is spent in battle. I mean, we love each other, it's just that there is more freedom to drive each other crazy because that love is unconditional.
Experts say you can't stop all the fighting, but the trick is to generate enough positive experiences between siblings to make the good memories out number the bad. That way, we'll grow up to like each other and be good friends. Bottom line is that we should never be taken to Publix together any day after 4:00.
Mom says she feels hopeful when she sees Ryan run into my room in the mornings to give me a hug and kiss first thing, and when she finds little notes likes this under a pile of papers in the office:
She loves being our Mom. And she still loves her "first child", Maggie. This sweet, nervous, paradoxically aggressive,
nocturnal-bowel-control-challenged, 12 year old golden retriever was the
first one to teach mom the reality of parenthood: you can
simultaneously love your children while also wanting to lock yourself in
the bathroom with ear plugs and a glass of wine.
Mom says it's all worth it when I give her a spontaneous hug or ask her to cuddle with me in bed at night while I fall asleep. Or when Ryan crawls in bed in the morning, holds her face with both of his little hands, and says "You're my best Mommy, ever".
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