Mother's Day
Mother's Day went pretty well, all in all.
Sunday morning I took Rosemary and her mom to church for the Mother's Day pancake breakfast. They stayed for church while I went home to see my own mom. My parents were barely awake yet, so I pretty much sat on the edge of their bed and we chatted for a while. Half the time was spent with my mom talking about how big I'm getting. (Which requires a post of its own sometime soon.)
All our parents met for dinner - the second time they'd all been together. this time went even better than the first time. Rosemary's dad talked with mine nonstop about the old police days and movies and stuff. My mom asked about Mama D's concussion, and on the walk to the restaurant they walked arm-in-arm. For real. It was only the cutest thing I've ever seen.
That's an image I'll carry with me forever.
Sunday morning I took Rosemary and her mom to church for the Mother's Day pancake breakfast. They stayed for church while I went home to see my own mom. My parents were barely awake yet, so I pretty much sat on the edge of their bed and we chatted for a while. Half the time was spent with my mom talking about how big I'm getting. (Which requires a post of its own sometime soon.)
All our parents met for dinner - the second time they'd all been together. this time went even better than the first time. Rosemary's dad talked with mine nonstop about the old police days and movies and stuff. My mom asked about Mama D's concussion, and on the walk to the restaurant they walked arm-in-arm. For real. It was only the cutest thing I've ever seen.
That's an image I'll carry with me forever.