Yesterday (Saturday) Joe and I chose a place for a Mothers day picnic:
We dubbed our spot 'Picnic Rock'.
Mothers day sort of went like this:
1. Breakfast in bed (Watermellon balls, juice and toast)
2. Church
3. Picnic with the family
After church, we gathered in the kitchen and packed individual sack lunches with sandwiches and chips. We had our water and Joe hauled a whole tub of potato salad.
Sarah baked some awesome chocolate chip cookies for me and back at the house we had cold watermellon.
Aaron brought his girlfriend (Stefanie) along:
These next pics are just silly. Aaron took them:
The old couple (Or is that The Odd Couple?)
Watching crawly things under a rock:
Sitting by the river:
We went to the Quarry park.
Aaron pulled me up on this big rock.
I was just as happy to get back down:
Everyone else made getting up on that thing look easy:
On these special days we always miss our oldest daughter; Susan (Sigh..)
Fortunately she will be here soon with her family for another visit. Hooray!
Silly me. I just had to sit in this tree.
I have to admit that I ended up sitting on a knot. Not comfy:
I just want to say that it has been a joy to raise my little family. They are all very good people.
I also have four fantastic little grand children! Lucky me!!
Oh yes, my gift was 12 new bath towels (because that's what I asked for). Thanks everyone.
2 comments:
Loved all these pictures mom! I'm feeling like the worst daughter in the world, btw, because I tried to call you this morning before church, but you didn't answer - and I was just going to call back later to chat and wish you happy mothers day, but then we got busy at church and Emily's house and then Becca threw up in the car on the way home and so on so forth - by the time I got to the phone to call you it was 11pm. And to top it all off, dad says my little envelope didn't come in the mail yet. It should arrive tomorrow (monday) - I'll be calling you then :) love you mom!!
You're the best daughter in the world!
You are also a busy mommy.
I hope Becca feels better. Poor kid.
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