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Happy Mother's Day

Yesterday, a sign suddenly appeared on Anna's door which read: "Do Not Open- Working Seacrtly". There were giggles, and whisperings, and sudden rushes down the stairs for supplies. I smiled and my heart smiled too.

Some days, down in the trenches, you forget. You forget that they love you unconditionally. All those messes are not some secret plot to bring you down. To them, those messes are forts, and tea parties, and all sorts of imaginings. I suppose I seem like the evil ogre in a fairy tale, when I start demanding that it be picked up.

This morning, there was a rustling in the hallway and then they burst through the door with the poster they had made. Those eager, dancing eyes, looking into mine, hoping that their masterpiece will be appreciated. And it was. Oh, it was!

The proud artists

the poem

This is me and Ben. Forever my little boy and my little intercessor in Heaven.

Anna, Jack, Therese, and Peter.

Tony, Sophie, and Olivia

My other gift, that we all picked out yesterday. The butterfly bush is for the kids. I hope it dries up enough today to do some planting!


You can't have Mother's Day without kids. It just isn't possible. And I have some great ones, if I do say so myself.
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  1. JenniferMay 12, 2013 at 12:39 PM

    And you can't have awesome kids without an awesome Mom. You are truly amazing Jenny and an inspiration. I love the pictures the kids drew and I love that they drew your entire family, those near and far. It shows how strong your family bond is. Happy Mother's Day Jenny.

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    1. JennyMay 12, 2013 at 4:24 PM

      Happy Mother's Day to you too Jen! I hope your day is lovely!

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  2. RebekahMay 12, 2013 at 2:10 PM

    Wonderful! And yes, I'm often an ogre too....I fear...but they do still love us anyways. :) Happy Mother's Day!

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    1. JennyMay 12, 2013 at 4:26 PM

      Happy Mother's Day to you too Rebekah! We have been missing you and Jen ever so much more now that the weather is warmed up. We go outside and there is no one to play with!

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  3. KrisMay 12, 2013 at 2:35 PM

    I had breakfast in bed - lovingly prepared by the 8 and 10 year olds (with some supervision by Dad). He warned me the night before so I would "stay in bed" long enough. No problem...!

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    1. JennyMay 12, 2013 at 4:27 PM

      how lovely! I would not have a problem with lingering in bed either. Happy Mother's Day to you!

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  4. KarenMay 13, 2013 at 9:52 PM

    Love that poster. Especially happy to see Ben represented so tenderly. All united together...near and far. Happy Day to you sweet Mama.

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  5. Jamie JoMay 14, 2013 at 10:26 AM

    OH, I love the poster! Your kids are adorable. I love how they drew Ben right next to mama. (I type as tears fall down my cheeks)

    Happy Mother's day to you Jenny!

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