Yesterday the boys worked through the rain to line my flower beds with mulch.
Pride puffed their chests when Dad said, “Now that’s a job well done.”
The grands – oh they worked hard, too – building forts and cookies with Nana.
We played, we laughed, we dined and we loved.
Delighted giggles filled the house as little ones made memories, baking cookies for Mommy.
Tracing dimpled hands, trying on old Halloween costumes and discovering toys from long-ago.
A day spent just “being.”
Mother’s Day came early you see, and my gift was in the details.
Happy Mother’s Day!
Mother is a verb, not a noun. ~Proverb