I should probably say, Mother’s/Mother-in-Law’s/Gram’s Day. I love it because seeing my kids is my favorite part. I also enjoy being with my DILs, SIL, and my grandkids on that day. I absolutely love the flowers. The gifts are nice too. Cooking me dinner is also a big treat. But the crux of the whole thing is MY love for these people who gave me those titles. I can’t help but get a little melancholy and self-deprecating about my worthiness of the titles. Although, I do have to say “Mother” doesn’t sound very warm and inviting – why is that? TT calls me Mother in a humorous way. I can’t help but think of “Tangled”. I also think of my dad referring to my very mean Grandma Sorenson as Mother. Neither of those are ideal examples of the titles, quite the opposite! And yet, it should have such a sacred meaning, shouldn’t it? I feel very much like I’ve been one my whole life (mothering myself in so many ways throughout my childhood. I did not do a very good job. I became one at 19 years old. At that age, no one, especially me, has any business taking on that role without skills or modeling. See that rabbit hole down there?) and “Mother-In-law” is even worse and in my own MIL experience, deserves to be worse. I hope I break that cycle. Yikes. But being a GRAM is the best. I chose the name. Elle has taken to calling me “Bam Bam.” I’m not sure if that’ll stick. If it does, I’ll take it too. She also calls B “Puppy”. Now that name seems much more fitting to him than Grumby. This year, somehow I didn’t take any photos of my flowers. It was the girls birthday on the actual day. In February, I got an email from Grand America to reserve brunch for MD, so I actually did. It was very nice to have everyone that could make it there. So brunch are the only photos I have from the day. I also remember that Master D and Elisha made us dinner at D’s apartment, which was very kind.


Lelu did a mini photo shoot for Mother’s Day. I am including those photos too. How can you not absolutely love more photos of these cuties?





