11 May 2008

Mothers Day

This Mothers Day I suffered the usual amount of domestic horror. But I also received a bookmark with dried flower petals on it.
So that was a plus.

There was a highlight, though.

I'd been up early changing a dirty nappy and so had Hubs. I'd bumbled through breakfast time and tried to snatch five minutes with my eyes shut as I was very tired after attending a wedding yesterday. I'd called my own mother, dressed the kids for church, packed a lunchbox and done a hasty last-minute preparation for my Sunday School lesson.

I'd left Hubs at home and dashed to church, staggered in late and put shoes on Sonny Ma-Jiminy as I left Smoochy Girl and the lunchbox in the nursery and dashed madly off to teach my Sunday School lesson. (That was a euphemism for "blather on in a confused state about Daniel and Nebuchadnezzar.")

When I got there, I found out that I was also supposed to lead the first session where my group combines with the younger group for singing and prayers. Blast! I hadn't got my confetti and glue sorted out and I was supposed to sing songs and stuff! The teacher of the other group is a kindergarten teacher and she kindly offered to lead the session for me. Thanksss!

Sonny Ma-Jiminy was at my side. I quietly muttered that I really needed to go to the toilet but I wasn't going to get time to actually go ... grumble grumble grumble ...

As I got the confetti ready I heard Sonny Ma-Jiminy at my side. "Mummy, where's the toilet?" Bother! This was going to be the last straw. I held his arms and looked desperately into his eyes. "Do you really need to go? Are you busting?"

"No," he said.

"Why do you need to know where the toilet is?"

"Cos you need to go."

This made my day. This was the highlight. Thankyou Sonny Ma-Jiminy. Mummy loves you and Smoochy so much.

2 comments:

musing said...

You know you're loved when someone locates a toilet for you. :)

Happy Mother's Day!

Givinya De Elba said...

Truer words were never spoken. Now I feel like eating a Mothers Day Gingerbread Man.