I'm really bad when it comes to my birthday, Valentine's Day, and now Mother's Day. I take the liberty of reminding Travis a month in advance, and then almost every day as the special day gets closer. Hey, I don't want him to forget!
But he never forgets and he always spoils me. Mother's Day was no exception. I'm a believer in keeping things simple, but I think my constant nagging makes Travis feel pressured to make it nice. Oops. ;)
Hailey woke up at 6:30, so I got up because Travis was sleeping like a rock next to me and I felt bad waking him and using the Mother's Day excuse. So I made her breakfast and started the dishes that I forgot to do the night before. Apparently he wasn't sleeping as soundly as I thought. Within minutes of me starting the dishes, Travis groggily comes downstairs and says, "Do you know what day it is?!" It didn't take much convincing for me to hand the task over to him. So lovely.
So Travis got me a beautiful bouquet of flowers. I'm a sucker for flowers.
He also got me a Pandora bead with Hailey's birthstone for my Pandora bracelet. Yipeee!
I saw this idea a while ago, where you have a notebook specifically for Mother's Day. And every year your husband and kids write you notes in there instead of getting a card. I shared that idea with Travis a while back and I guess he liked the idea! I was so happy and surprised to get the cute journal. He wrote me a note and traced Hailey's hand. And it was Hailey's best coloring job ever!
Travis also attempted to make my favorite cookies- no bakes! It's the thought that counts, right? He's so sweet.
He made dinner. And it was sooooo delicious! Roast and mashed potatoes, garlic rolls, and asparagus. Mmmmmmm.
Travis really goes all out. I'm so spoiled. Honestly he could have stopped after doing the dishes that morning and I would have been perfectly happy. Don't tell him that though! ;) I love my little family. Every day feels like Mother's Day because I'm so grateful to be a mother to Hailey. She is such a precious and special girl.
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