Mum’s the Word
My Mother’s Day gift to you: Smoking Cow With a Mom Tat by Rogue Admin Amy, courtesy of Shoot Me Pretty’s Animal With a Vice Friday on Facebook.
My Mother’s Day gift to me: recycling old stories.
Here are some of my proudest mom moments through the years (forward one to a mom in your life–it’ll make her feel good about herself!):
A Really Crappy Day (This was one of those early episodes that forced me to start writing Just Barely, despite the fact that I had never even read a blog in my life.)
Disaster and a Movie (the time I dumped my infant out of her stroller while movie hopping)
Intruders Beware (I left my kids in an unlocked car in the driveway while my neighbor and I went off to hunt bad guys)
Addie Proofing (includes an adorable picture of Addison eating an insurance statement)
Leaning (I always thought this one was cute.)
Very Public Restroom (a Just Barely favorite)
A Stocking is Worth a Thousand Words (The youngest gets screwed yet again!)
Mother’s Day (which happens to be the only Mother’s Day post I ever wrote)
Click for more examples of strong parenting and stories that are certain to get me nominated for Mother-of-the-Year.
December 1978, Me and my mom. By Jay Bernard.
November 2008, Duke Gardens. Photo by Shoot Me Pretty.
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I love people. Two great comments I woke up to this morning:
Ahh, loved the drawing of you and me by Uncle Jay. Â Hadn’t seen it in a while. Â Happy Mother’s Day to you too Amy and thanks for giving me so many wonderful reasons to celebrate, Â Miss you.
Thank you for that. The saga of the crappy day was prior to me, so thank you for that. I think more working husbands should read your blog, as it is grounding and humbling. We think only in terms of what we see day to day at work and come home to an apocalyptic scene of baby debris and wonder what the wife did all day. We dare not ask, as we like our appendages left where they are. But, by reading we at least have some idea. I would add though, that like many things reading about it and experiencing it are two quite different things. Like reading about the storming of the beaches of Normandy, from the comfort of our side of the book things look much different. I don’t envy stay at home moms. I’ll take my pissed off boss to a poopy diaper any day of the week. My hats off to all of y’all.
Thank y’all for reading.
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Ahh, loved the drawing of you and me by Uncle Jay. Hadn’t seen it in a while. Happy Mother’s Day to you too Amy and thanks for giving me so many wonderful reasons to celebrate, Miss you
Thank you for that. The saga of the crappy day was prior to me, so thank you for that. I think more working husbands should read your blog, as it is grounding and humbling. We think only in terms of what we see day to day at work and come home to an apocalyptic scene of baby debris and wonder what the wife did all day. We dare not ask, as we like our appendages left where they are. But, by reading we at least have some idea. I would add though, that like many things reading about it and experiencing it are two quite different things. Like reading about the storming of the beaches of Normandy, from the comfort of our side of the book things look much different. I don’t envy stay at home moms. I’ll take my pissed off boss to a poopy diaper any day of the week. My hats off to all of y’all.
Happy mothers day to the best friend and mommy I know
xoxo
Very Public Restroom made me snort a little bit…I was just recently in a bathroom where a little girl couldn’t stop herself from mentioning that, ‘somebody poopied and it SMELLS’ I didn’t want to make her mother feel any worse so I rapidly finished drying my hands and ran out the door before I started laughing. Oh the little one…they do say the craziest things.