I have to say I've worked more often than not on Mother's Day. So, when I am off on Mother's Day, it is a really extra special day!
Bruce jumped out of bed at the wee hours of seven something (not usual for him) and got right to work. When I walked into the kitchen, I was pleasantly surprised by the action: Bruce cooking, Maya stirring the eggs, and Phillip dishing out strawberries that had already been carefully washed and cut (maybe Bruce added a little sugar? He does that sometimes when I'm not looking).

flowers (some of them handpicked by the boy in our backyard), cards, oh my....


Maya sets the table


Later Maya helped me make bread for dinner

Kids played with the neighbor while I watched basketball

Maya and I decorated her box for Gymnastics (it's not really dirty, just smeared with chalk).

Maya helped Grandmother fill out her "Grandmother Remembers" book.
We finished our day with a simple homemade (mostly) dinner and lots of basketball talk (did you know Grandma was a good basketball player in her youth?).
I am very thankful for these moments with our family.
Mother's Day could not have been any better, if you ask for my humble opinion.