When I was a boy growing up my father forgot Mother's Day. I can remember that day well because my brother and I didn't know what was going on and EVERYONE was in trouble. So much so, that the following weekend, our family had Mother's Day AGAIN. (I think there was jewerly involved as well.)
This morning I had plans to snuggle up to the Mom and wish her a happy Mother's Day and then it dawned on my as the siren of crying broke through my euphoria of the moment.... I forgot to get Mother's Day cards as well. Lets just say by the end of the day I had managed to get back into good graces that I won't have to sleep on the couch. On the way home from work I stopped and picked up some chicken to BBQ on the grill. I did all of the cooking and to top it off, I got her a little piece of cake, some balloons, CARDS and flowers. I knew the balloons were going to be appreciated by the girls and the cards, there was one from everyone.
Not going to take this date so lightly in the future. I mean, I have lots of excuses. We have our anniversary in April, then our welcome home day with CaNoodle, then her birthday followed a week later by Mother's Day. Its like every weekend. Oh well, that is the life I lead.
By the way, the girls were pretty good with her while I was at work today!
