Mom to the Rescue

My mother's day had a rough start. Jason had his church meetings this morning like always and Lucy was in rare form. She had decided she wanted to wear her Christmas outfit that comes with a cardigan with a furry collar and snowflakes all over it. Usually I choose not to have the apparel fight with Lucy and I let her wear whatever, but I did not want her to wear this festive outfit in the middle of May. I told her she could wear the skirt with a shirt, but no sweater. Needless to say, a battle was waged then and there. Lucy cried and cried and screamed and cried some more. Even though she did most of this crying in her room ("I want DADDY!", "Mom is SO MEAN!"), for some reason it was getting on my nerves so badly that I had to call my mother to have her stop me from going into Lucy's room and giving her something to really cry about.

My mom, true to character, calmed me down and helped me to laugh at the situation a little bit. I hung up with her and she called back and I let Lucy answer the phone to talk to Grandma. Mom made small talk for a bit and then asked if Lucy was wearing the Easter dress that Grandma sent her for this special mother's day. Lucy could not be convinced to wear anything other than the Christmas outfit, but Mom said something about how she hoped she wasn't wearing the sweater because it's just too hot. The idea worked and Lucy's mood changed as soon as she remembered that she had a mother's day gift for me that she made at preschool.

Thanks for the help, Mom!

Lucy's gift was a cute little box that she had painted with a darling little poem inside. It was the sweetest thing to see how excited she was to give it to me and how proud she was of her work. I had to laugh at how quickly and drastically her mood can change in a matter of seconds! (I wonder where she gets that from?)

On the way to church, Lucy was practicing the songs that the primary was going to sing in sacrament meeting. It made my morning so much brighter to hear her sing, "I often go walking in meadows of Grover" all the way to church.

During the talks and the primary music given during our meeting, I got a little bit emotional because I miss my Mom. I'm so grateful for all she has taught me and for the wonderful person that she is. I'm so blessed to have her as my mother.

I also miss Jason's mom. She passed away while I was pregnant with Lucy. I didn't have a chance to have a real close relationship with her, but I knew how much she loved Jason. I just know how proud she must be of Jason and the husband and father he has become.

Wow, that got kinda lengthy, but oh well. I hope you all had a great mother's day. I'm off to enjoy the dinner and brownies that Jason made for me while I took a long nap. What a guy!