My Mother’s Day
My boys treated me to a terrific Mother’s Weekend.
At the festival we saw the man named after a nut, and Pirate Girl and our friends Kelly and Ambrosia. We danced to the live music, wandered around, and Lucas painted pictures and played with bubbles. It was a very fine way to spend a Saturday. Lucas was a trooper until I unwisely pointed out a tie-dyed stuffed elephant and suddenly he had to have it. “Please, please, please, please, please!” (He did not come home with a tie-dyed stuffed elephant.) By that point it was past naptime and he was pooped. Lucky for Lucas, daddy carried him part of the way back to the train station in Davis.
On Sunday I was presented with two gifts. Lucas gave me a rose-quartz heart necklace with a light blue gem called iolite. The heart is big and heavy, and it rests right over my heart chakra. The heart is for love and the blue stone represents Lucas, I’m told. He picked it out. Ian gave me a beautiful bracelet made of shells (abalone?) that have pale rainbow hues. I like my gifts very much!
We visited with Kelly and Ambrosia at church, and with my parents and grandmother and grandaunt at dinner. In between, we had a nap. Perfect.
