Fast-forward to church where our main meeting offered a mothers-focussed service. Shawn, said boy with flowers, and the other young men in our congregation got up to sing a tribute to me and the other sometimes-topless women in their lives. Unfortunately, I didn't get to hear it, because when Shawn left the pew, Kate broke down crying and bumped into Lou who had just begun to drift into sleep, who then woke and also began crying. Teenage girls and grown men alike sprung to my aid, trying to calm my girls with pop-up books and extra sets of hands. Lou calmed down easily in the arms of Marilyn, the woman sitting to my left, but Kate would have none except me or her dad, so we ended up in the foyer until she calmed down. This took exactly the same amount of time it took those nice men to perform their musical number. Oh, the irony.
Other highlights included Lou getting both hips off the ground at the same time for the first time. I think she'll be crawling soon! And Kate's spontaneous affections are always a favorite. At one point she came up to me and offered a simple, "So glad," followed by a hug and a kiss. Sweet little thing. Talking with my own mom in the morning and then again before turning in was the perfect way to envelop the day.
It was a good one.
Any gems from YOUR Mother's Day??