Mother's Day 2012

Well, my apartment is strewn with half-full boxes. In the mess of that, there's duffle bags and suitcases that we're still living out of from our recent vacation, and the mess of toys, books, etc. that comes with the normal living that must go on amidst the packing and moving. The good news is that we're only moving about a mile away, so that makes the move pretty easy. Yay for finding a cheaper apartment with more privacy! 

Anyway, there's lots of things I want to blog about right now, but for starters, let's just talk about Mother's Day.

We were at the Hoyt home in Washington for Mother’s Day and I felt kind of silly to be honored along with my mother-in-law, because I feel like I’m about 1 millionth of the mother that she is. For as long as I can remember, Pete has always referred to Mother’s Day as “Golda’s Day” after the nickname he has for his mom. After raising 11 children that all turned out to be incredible people, I don’t doubt that she deserves her own national holiday. She is such a strong and faithful woman, and I’m so grateful for the way that she raised my Peter.  My Mother’s Day was really special---Pete made me an incredible breakfast and a little movie with pictures and music. It’s funny though…what I love even more than the breakfast he made was the way he announced to me in an excited voice “I’m making you an omelet this morning!” He’s so good at finding little ways to serve me, and not only on Mother’s Day. And even more than I love the sweet movie he made me, I love that during finals week, he took 3 hours away from his studies to make me a 3 minute movie. He’s so willing to put family first in his life and it’s one of the reasons I love him. On Mother’s Day evening, Pete suggested we take some family photos with his beloved Mt. Baker in the background. It’s worse than pulling teeth to get this man to take pictures, so I was shocked when he not only suggested it but even changed out of his typical basketball-shorts-and-t-shirt attire for it. All in all, it was a wonderful day!

I’m so grateful for all the amazing women in my life---especially my mom and both my grandmas. Thanks for raising me, for encouraging me, and supporting me from the time I was a spirited 2 year old that needed a spank (just kidding, kind of…) all the way til now when I’ve got my own toddler to raise J