Yo Mama, My Mama

Mama and Julie’s crew (minus Samuel who was on a youth trip) ate catfish and had a big time. I love my sister and the example she sets for me as a mother. She is one of the best.

Mama arrived at our house Saturday evening. We had fun playing in the backyard. Henry showed her all his tricks and toys. She was excited to be able to watch him in action.

Mother’s Day is so fun with a little one. His daddy has trained him for 3 days to be nice on Sunday, to not tell me what they bought me and to say “Happy Mother’s Day” on Sunday morning. He has tried his best, bless his heart. It is hard being 3 and being a mother of a 3 year old is not an easy assignment either. I love the challenge though.

Spending this sweet day with my mama is a nice little gift. I have not spent Mother’s Day with her since I was pregnant four years ago. It was time to celebrate with her in the flesh. I love this woman!

Friday night Randall, H and I headed to the mother-in-love’s to celebrate with her. I thank God for the love she has shown my husband, my son and myself and I always appreciate her sweet smile.

Henry was so excited to give me my gift. He got me rubber duckie soap that smells like Kool-aid, the perfect plate for my kitchen and he planted some seeds of some sort. He even signed his card himself. I loved it so much. Randall said it is a $7 bar of duck soap. I just laughed. Only Henry, only Henry!

I had to share this little funny. Julie greeted Mama at her house with her favorite drink and then ragged me about it on Facebook.We love to battle back and forth on things like this. So, I decided to try and one up her with a lemon chiffon pie that Mama loves, but it is very hard to make.