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I had a lovely Mother’s Day (ducks, shoes, fried chicken!)

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2015 11 May

I had a lovely Mother’s Day, ya’ll. I have to share. Skip down to the pictures if you want, but you might miss the story about the shoes…

8:00 a.m. – Wakeup call. Michael let me sleep in.:) Slobbery wakeup kisses from a two-year-old. Eggs, bacon and grits already on the table. And he made the eggs “with the cheese in them” (instead of sprinkled on top afterwards) because he knows that’s how I like them. Brownie points, my good man.

10:30 a.m. – Mass. Kids were sorta-kinda-awful-ish, but the music was heavenly. The gorgeous music today helped me lift my heart to God in those few moments I wasn’t wrestling the kiddies.

Noon – Drove around a few neighborhoods close to our church to scope out some houses we’ve had our eye on. Knocked on the door of one FSBO that has proven elusive to catch by phone–and they answered! Have a call scheduled for tomorrow. 🙂

1 p.m. – Picked up Cane’s and headed downtown to Capitol Park for a no-naps-but-let’s-roll-with-it impromptu family picnic. Fried chicken fingers, garlic bread, fries, the sauce!, Coke, and precious moments with my little family. So nice.:) Also, we fed some stale hamburger buns I stashed in the van to the local duck, turtle, and goose populations.

2 p.m. – Got home and put kids down for naps. Mom and aunts were home to babysit (a nice perk that comes with living with your parents) so Michael and I left for a date afternoon at the mall.

2:30 p.m. – Michael stopped at my favorite coffee shop and treated me to a grande turtle Mochasippi. And I got it with whip since we were going grande already for Mother’s Day. Total splurge.:)

3 p.m. – Ran into DSW to look for some new work shoes for Michael, and were each handed a $50 gift card. No joke. It was FOR REAL. They were running a special surprise promotion for Mother’s Day. DSW really knows their customer base I think.:) We ended up buying two pairs of much-needed new shoes for Michael, plus a new pair of flip flops for me. All for half of what one pair of shoes would have cost us. The Lord really knows the way into this girl’s heart, let me tell ya. Shoes are kind of my favorite.

5-6 p.m. – Made “Mother’s Day Cards” for all the neighbors and all the kids’ friends. Had a picnic dinner of leftovers outside with the kids. Visited with my sweet grandmother and my wonderful mom. Brainstormed with Mom about maybe going to Charleston for a girl’s trip in July…

7 p.m. – Baths and bedtime, then family prayer with the Franklets. Nobody fought over who got to blow out the candles. Only one meltdown to handle from a little girl who was desperately sure she needed cough medicine in order to sleep.

8 p.m. – Jumped online to check emails and got a precious Happy Mother’s Day email from a reader (thank you, Carolyn!).

This guy…and those sunglasses. Gotta love my cheap Target aviators. I can’t wait to get some presciption sunglasses one day. I have to drive with my glasses because I’m silly and won’t get contacts. I just kind of layer these over my glasses and look totally dorky, but I don’t care. I’m already driving a light blue scuffed up old minivan, so I don’t even try to look cool while I’m driving anymore.:) 
 

While we were at the park, I handled no fewer than TWO #1 and one #2 potty trips in our little travel potty. I ended up having to empty the potty out in a plastic bag (thank goodness I had one left in the diaper bag–SUCH a handy thing to keep in there!). I ended up stuffing the bag with some Spanish moss I found near the trash can so that it wouldn’t leak all over me as I took it out and threw it away. Sorry, TMI. Totally one of those gross and awkward Parent Tasks that we all just do because there’s no one else to do it. And totally caught on camera. Maybe Mike’s only questionable act of the day. Other than making ME handle the three potty trips. Maybe I was on a chicken finger/idyllic family picnic high and didn’t notice he was completely not volunteering to help with those…

*** 

Fellow mothers, may God bless you and uphold you and give you abiding joy. Our children are truly “the hands by which we take hold of Heaven.” Let us continue to walk together as we work out our salvation in the work of our days.

Blessings!

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  1. Francine says

    May 12, 2015 at 3:28 pm

    Ugh.. I think this just might be the year I break down and get some prescription sunglasses. My contacts don't like me anymore, and I'm tired of squinting when I drive. 🙂

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    • Erin Franco says

      May 13, 2015 at 4:30 pm

      There always seem to be so many things to spend that amount of money on, you know? I keep procrastinating and telling myself I don't technically NEED them and I can make do. But they would be really nice to have.

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