::Waking to the smell of vanilla wafting from the kitchen below a'la the big daddy and the chatter of all my children, in semi-hushed voices.
::Giggles and scuffling as I proceed downstairs.
::A sweet little pile of presents wrapped in silks.
::Four smiling children grasping my hands to lead me to the table for breakfast.
::A cherry wood spoon made by my twelve year old in wood working class. Months she has been creating. It's almost too beautiful to use.
::Hand-dyed silk scarf from my four year old who had such a hard time keeping it secret. He practically yelled what it was when I finally opened it.
::A watercolor card with at least twelve "I Love You's" on it. Plus, oh my, gift certificates for treasure. I mean what can be better than that?
::The big daddy showering me with love and appreciation AND a visit to the new, local sensory deprivation tank. Oh yeah.
::Finally using the gift card from mama's day last year. I now have neon pink toes and a "facialed" face.
::Loads of little plants waiting to be planted outside. A garden cleared for a non-rainy day.
::Missing my mama tremendously. Even after eight years it still feels like yesterday.
::Feeling grateful for my lovelies as that last wave crashes over me throughout the day.
::Watching my children play and feeling loved in a soft way. Honored.
Happy Mother's Day to all of you mama's out there.
Hope it was all you wished for. Was it?