Mother's Day

Tomorrow is Mother’s Day, courtesy of Hallmark, 1-800-FLOWERS, and buffet lunches at chain restaurants across the country. I was mowing the lawn last night and it was about 90 degrees. Then, I whacked the weeds, watered the plants, and swept the patio. I was about to keel over from the heat, so I hollered to the kids, “Sweep the sidewalk.” I was standing there, trying to cool down, and I was thinking—I know what I want for Mother’s Day. I would love for the kids to say, “Can I help you with something?” And then, help me with something, without it being on their chore list and without a reminder. I’d like them to see something needs to be done. Something.

 

I’m going to be checking in with my own mom on this topic when I call her tomorrow. I’ve heard from friends that this is not something I can expect, EVER.

 

I hear through the grapevine I will be the recipient of Mother’s Day tidings tomorrow. My sister, the kids and I were dining out last night and Joe said, “Don’t you have to go to the bathroom?” Emily said, “Come to the bathroom with me.” This left Ang and Joe alone at the table. I can only wonder what tomorrow has in store for me. I’m kind of excited.

 

And, as for my mom, who knew me when, this song’s for you!

Biology is the least of what makes someone a mother.
~Oprah Winfrey

 Published on: May 13, 2006