My Mother’s Day
I think this was Calvin’s first Mother’s Day where he had a decent grasp of what the day is all about. All week long, he’s been whispering in my ear, “Mommy! I have a secret. It’s a surprise. I can’t tell you. You have to wait until Sunday!” It was so cute to see him so excited. And not just excited because he had a “secret”, but because he couldn’t wait to make me happy 
Hehe. I think that alone makes mommy-hood all worth it. So on Sunday, he gave me a card and a little painted treasure box wrapped in tissue paper:
Needless to say, I love it (even though I’m pretty sure he got a lot of help from his teachers… but it’s the thought that counts, right?) and plan on framing that picture and letting it hang somewhere until the construction paper is all faded. Yeah I know. So cheesy and sappy. But, you know, he’ll always be my little boy, even when he’s all grown up… B.O., pimples, hairy legs and all
Speaking of being all grown up, while we were waiting for Jeremy and Charissa to finish up some mother’s-day-dinner shopping at Wegman’s, Calvin, laying lazily on a bench, suddenly looks up at this old lady walking by, alone, and says, “Happy Mother’s Day!” The old lady was so thrilled… and speechless. After a few moments, she manage to ask for his name and comment on how sweet he was. I didn’t say anything. But inside, I was so proud of him. So proud that he was able to show a bit of compassion and kindness without any sort of prompting or previous “instruction” from me. I loved the picture and box I got from Calvin, but those three little words, uttered to a total stranger, was my real mother’s day gift from him, and makes picking up all those dried buggers hidden under his pillow and finding a five-day-old loaded night-time diaper stashed away in his closet all worth it… maybe I should stick a trash bin next to his bed…
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