It's the one day where my handsome husband quietly ushers the manicured children downstairs and I sleep in. It's the one day that I am lovingly served perfectly scrambled eggs, in bed, on a silver platter. It's the one day that I am the last one downstairs into a spotless kitchen and my family, in matching Lilly Pulitzer gear, races to hug me shouting, "Happy Mother's day dearest Mama!" It's the one day a year where I am overwhelmed with meticulously wrapped presents.
I'm so sorry where are my manners? Lying out loud isn't very classy, no?
I might not be able to sleep in, or get breakfast in bed, or walk into a spotless kitchen, or have matching Lilly wear for the entire family but after nine years of marriage my husband
1. Gift Card
Nothing says "I Love You" more then a gift card to a store. "I am too lazy to shop for you and figure out what you want and so here you go... go forth and shop with three kids in tow" Truly, it's priceless, my dear. You will leave me speechless with a gift card, unless it comes with a guaranteed babysitter and a promised trip to Fifth Avenue.
My aunt Anna still talks about that one Mother's Day in the 1990s when she got a vacuum cleaner. Seriously, sometimes history shouldn't repeat itself. As much as we need a new panini maker I don't think this would be the best of times. Appliances should be filed under household necessities.
3. Anything to remind Mom of weight
I have been feverishly working out since September and am pursing the most perfect swimsuit for lazy days at the pool this summer. However, this is not a time to purchase a membership to the gym, or a fancy digital scale I have been drooling over, or even a swimsuit to your liking that you have been drooling over. Nope. Not the right time.
3. Anything to remind Mom of hygiene
I know there are some days you come home and wonder, "Geesh, woman. Have you showered?" And perhaps the most perfect gift would be to invest in my SAHM hygiene as you massage my rough heels. As much as I really need a functional callus remover to make my skin silky smooth, this too should be labeled under household appliances. More so. A "Bath & Body" gift card is your ticket to sleeping on the couch.
Your idea of sleepwear and my idea of sleepwear do not co-exist. And neither do the childrens'. For as long as we are alive do not attempt to take the kids shopping and come home with flannel pajamas that they deem comfy as, with the words "We love you mom" written all over them. Or the lack of flannel you deem as comfy as. Leave it to me.
Dear Gawd don't take the girls shopping with you. Tinkerbell belongs on little girls. Thatisall.
6. Key to your heart
Yes. It sounds perfect and it is perfect. A most gorgeous, to die for, enough to make me cry with happiness heart shaped key pendant in sterling silver wrapped in a delicious robin's blue box topped with a meticulous white bow. Why do you think my last post was entitled "Expecting a new addition" and featured the most perfect shade of robin's blue?
*wink* *wink* I am not so hard to figure out, after all. xoxo
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