Happy Mother's Day!

I had a very sweet story all typed out, and then my browser crashed and I lost it. Yes, I know. Do it first in Word. Someday. Sigh. Someday.

Anyway, I don't have the patience to do it over, but I did want to say mine was good, and I wish all of you a happy day as well.

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I have no idea how this happened, but this post magically showed up when I was browsing again. How weird. So now you can see what you lost!

This was the first Mother's Day not organized by Daddy. B, being a woman of the world at six, spent a good part of Friday afternoon informing me what was supposed to happen on Mother's Day and what her daughterly duties were.

Today, they woke me up with breakfast in bed. Personally, I'd have preferred IHOP because I was craving stuffed french toast, but according to B, children are supposed to make breakfast for the mom on this occasion. They made pancakes (and we have about a hundred left, if anyone wants one), sausage, croissants, and orange juice. I thought she was going to kill That Man for making cranberry juice. Breakfast, you know, requires OJ. So he also made OJ to appease her. Once that kid gets something stuck in her head, it becomes law.

Everything she did today was because of Mother's Day. When I asked her to pick up her dirty clothes, she said, "Oh, because it's Mother's Day." No, because you're just supposed to pick up your dirty clothes! However, I did get them in the spirit of getting the house ready to sell, so they cleaned the bathroom (sort of) and washed the entryway floor. They love to squirt the spray bottles of stuff to clean things, so even though I have yet to figure out how to get them to pick up their toys without dire threats, they will clean things with great joy.

Hubby began painting our house today. There was so much icky stuff with the exterior that we really needed to do something to make it look nicer. I'm watching all the house shows on HGTV right now so I can make sure our house is at its very best for when we put it on the market next month.

I forgot where I was going with that, but that's a good end to the day. The real end involved toilet overflowing and flooding the upstairs AND downstairs, but we'll pretend I didn't just spend the entire day washing towels so I could use them to mop up toilet water.