La Festa Della Mamma

KatieBug & AnnaBanana

Anna woke up before anyone (only happens on holidays) and was downstairs early mixing up waffles, unbeknownst to her Dad and much to the chagrin of her sister. She brought them up to me on a tray with milk (my waffle beverage of choice) and a clementine on the side. She remembered a napkin.

In 3rd grade they still do Mother's Day projects. Here's Anna's view of me:

Mom helps our family by... doing laundry.

In the picture is a stackable washer and dryer -- ?? -- one basket, and me holding a shirt. I'm not sure if it's fresh out of the dryer or about to go into the wash. Her depiction is very generous. I guess if she'd drawn a more realistic picture of laundry duty it would have taken much longer to complete. Sometimes it seems like laundry is my biggest contribution to this family.

The thing my Mom likes to do for fun is... watching Doctor Who.

Yes, I do. I'm guessing they did this last week, because the new season just began and up until then I hadn't watched in months. It's a long way from, "Her favorite TV show is Hannah Montana." Perceptive, too, because watching Doctor Who does not help our family, and doing laundry is not what I do for fun. (By the way, I really enjoy Matt Smith's new Doctor.)

When my Mom daydreams she thinks about... Me. 
(Armchair psychology, anyone?)

Kate made a card with the whole family pictured -- Mom/mom, Anna/Anna Banana, KatieBug/Katie, Dad/ Jovani (Giovanni) -- each one depicted with appropriate clothing and true-to-life hairstyle. Kate and Anna have freckles. I'm in a skirt and have cankles, but I don't think it was intentional. My hair is awesome -- I must have used the Velcro rollers. John looks a little small, but his hair is big. Kate placed Anna next to me, "like in church. I didn't want her drawing-self to be annoyed." A postscript explains, "I was going to make you breakfast in bed, but Anna stole my idea." On the back of the card I am promised "a snuggle, hugs, kisses, and loves. And lots of pretty smiles."
(Armchair psychology, anyone?)

John gave me Dove dark chocolate and Tina Fey's book, Bossypants. Don't read into it. John's card has a little girl with a watering hose overflowing her golfish bowl and filling up the room. (Totally unrealistic. Everyone knows tap water kills goldfish.) The card says, "Happy Mother's Day: Otherwise known as Not-Your-Problem Day." I'll take it. I'm not sure if he meant to reference the Sunday morning when I discovered the pool our two darlings had made in the playroom carpet.

John's made lasagna.

Happy Mother's Day!