Mother's Day Comedy

Please note Riley's shirt says "My Mom's the Best. Mother's Day 2010"

I'd like to thank Isaac for cheering things up a bit around this blog...

Last year I was pregnant and on bed rest on Mother's Day. Isaac (with Daddy's supervision) made me breakfast in bed. He was very excited and plopped the tray including a mug of tea and vase of flowers down a little to enthusiastically as a result I was sitting in a sizable pool of cold water. I remember perching on the only dry patch of bed picking at my cold breakfast while Isaac cried in the next room.

So, this year I said maybe I should just eat breakfast at the table. Isaac brought me the card he made at school first. It had a bouquet of brightly colored hands on popsicle sticks in a flower pot. Each hand had a way to help out on it such as "wash the baby" which was one of my favorites.

"Isaac, is this your hand?"

"No, my teacher made them."

"Oh, well did you at least pick these pretty colors?"

"No, those are the ones my teacher gave me."

"Oh. Well what are we doing next?"

"I don't know."

"I think you're dad might need your help with breakfast."

"Good idea, breakfast. Dad, what are we making?"-He's yelling from the bedroom

At which point Mike tells him to be quiet because he's only making it worse. Apparently humble to the core Isaac wanted none of the credit for the Mother's Day goings on.

His card also featured a poem he wrote:

"Rose as red. Violets are indigo. (under which he hastily scribbled or blue)

Happy Mother's Day.

I love you"

So, on the way to the grocery store Mike tired to help him rework the poem. He suggested:

"Roses are red, Violets are indigo

Moms are so sweet

They help their kids to grow."

To which Isaac replied "What?!? They aren't sweet!"

"They're not?"

"They don't help you grow."

"They don't."

"No, they help you die."

"What?!?"

"And go to hell. (brief pause) or heaven"

"You think moms help you die?"

"No, not moms. Bombs!"

In case you were wondering I did have breakfast in bed. The boys made be belgian waffles with peaches. They were amazing. Isaac brought my plate and Mike followed with my drink. (: