We sort of missed Mother’s Day, and sort of celebrated it yesterday by going to Hoffmaster Park for a hike along the beach and a picnic. Here is something about moms that I just love, because it reminds me so much of the early days of trying to survive motherhood!
Live simply, love generously, care deeply, speak kindly, and leave the rest to God.
Real mothers don’t eat quiche; they don’t have time to make it.
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.
Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens, and happy kids.
Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn’t come out of carpets..
Real Mothers don’t want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.
Real Mothers sometimes ask ‘Why me?’ and get their answer when a little voice says, ‘Because I love you best.’
Real Mothers know that a child’s growth is not measured by height or years or grade…by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother…