Hmmm. That really never happens (for most of us anyway). My Mother's Day usually entails a hug and "I love you" from the teenager (once she wakes up around noon and is reminded), and a homemade something (this year a glittery heart made by her teacher) from the baby. During the afternoon, I slave over a hot stove and prepare a feast for my own mother, grandmother, and mother-in-law. Don is usually kind enough to clean up the mess afterwards.
But not this year. I have decided to ask for more. For Mother's Day, I want:
- The teenager to stop smoking (she promised last night) and for her to behave herself on prom night this Saturday.
- The baby to get well for awhile. She's been ill for twelve days straight!
- Someone to cook lunch or dinner for ME on Sunday (or better yet, take me out).