The Best Gift I’ll Ever Receive

I didn’t have anything planned this Mother’s Day weekend.

Correction: my family didn’t have anything planned for this Mother’s Day weekend.

My kids are too young to know Mother’s Day from Tuesday and Mr.D… and I say this without any guilt or recrimination… isn’t one for gifts or grand gestures.

He buys cards… occasionally… but never gets around to actually signing and/or giving them to me. I  find them months later, either tucked between the pages of his programming books or buried beneath a stack of  bank statements, as I pack the house for yet another move.

I find these random surprises adorable, which probably explains why we’re perfect for one another.

So, I had zero plans (or expectations) for this weekend until my friend and fellow blogger… and yes, I can call her my friend because I’ve actually broken my “no touching” rule to throw myself on her hug her… invited our family and others to her home on Saturday night for a Backyard Movie Night to End Childhood Hunger.

(By the way, this is truly a great cause. You can find out how you too can help END childhood hunger on Jessica’s blog or here or even here… )

Then, a few days ago, Mr. D forwarded an invitation from work to me. Apparently, he and I going to a movie premier party… NEXT WEEKEND (!!)

I swear, BOYS!

A few other commitments popped up and like that my Mother’s Day weekend went from lazy to crazy.

Trying to split our time, I decided to just take Scout to the movie night, leaving Mr. D at home to put Lou to bed and  take care of other things around the house. When I explained this to Scout, he told me he didn’t want to go to the party without his baby sister… and my heart  just melted.

Scout ADORES his little sister. He sings to her, cheers for her, and reads to her. He’s the first on the scene to pick her up when she topples over and say, “Aw, nice try”. And in exchange, Lou idolizes him. Nay, WORSHIPS him. She lights up the minute he walks into the room, laughs at all of his jokes and funny faces, and happily accepts his sometimes brutal hugs and kisses. Riding side by side in the car, they’ll exchange honking noises, then giggle like idiots at their “inside joke”.

Spare me your  “oh, you just waits…” I have two younger sisters of my own, so  I know all too well that this perfect little bubble of sibling harmony can pop at any moment. Please, just let me keep hoping that it never will.

The best Mother’s day gift my children will ever give me is to continue to love and adore one another as much as they do at this very moment.

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