In their younger years, the gifts came in the form of an art project from school. I still have a number of these Mother’s Day gifts. YaYa’s school photo glued onto a paper plate which was decked out with gold macaroni is currently on my window sill. BoBo’s bracelet made of elastic tied safety pins which have tiny colored beads covering the pin is in my jewelry box. As they grew older, the school made projects stopped. This was the years of “coupons” listing a number of chores or acts of kindness they knew that I enjoyed. I have quite a few of these as well.
I love all of their gifts for they are from the heart. Even the wooden oven rack pusher-puller device that BoBo made in middle school — which I later discovered was supposed to be carved into an animal or some other artistic design. I still love it.
This year’s gifts, were even more loving and personal. Quality time together doing something that I love (which they have never had any interest in doing), and a SJ Sharks jersey. Because you can’t watch playoffs with your sons and not fall in love with the team that put you on the couch together.
These boys are my everything. And I love being with them — on the couch or in yoga.
Happy Mother’s Day!