Sunday Funday

Last week I decided to give up my seat at the Panther's game so Adam could have a day at the game with the guys. My dad was out of town and my mom had already committed to watching Aidan, so I figured instead of being the only female in a group of guys (which no one ever minds), I would just let them have a good ole fashion Football Sunday without a lady tagging along. 

Aidan has been sick the tail end of this week.  We had planned on going to a friend's Halloween party during the day on Saturday but with there being so many small babies in attendance, I didn't want to be the mom to bring the sick kid and upset all those moms.   Aidan was pretty bummed he didn't get to dress up in his ***spoiler alert*** pumpkin costume so my mom and I decided even though he was kind of under the weather, we would try to get him out today to have some fun. 

On our list of things to do:  The Hot Air Balloon Festival in Statesville and watching planes take off and land at the Airport Overlook park. 

What actually happened: We drove almost an hour to the Balloon Festival.  Realized the balloons were only going to be set up right around the time we needed to be at the airport picking up my dad from his trip.  So we let Aidan let loose on all the bounce houses and then we walked around for an hour spending money on things we didn't need for lack of better things to do and to get our the almost 80 degree heat at the tail end of October.    Didn't see a single balloon.   We left Statesville and headed to the airport overlook park and watched airplanes take off and land for an hour and a half.  Aidan was in heaven.

THEN after the Panther's game, we met Adam back at our house and my brother Bobby stopped by with the brilliant idea to take Aidan bowling for the first time.  His attention span lasted one game and he beat me.  It was a great Sunday.

I Made Her Day

When Adam and I were in Boston, my mom lost the center stone in her wedding ring.  She was DEVASTATED!!!  She still had the same diamond that my Dad proposed to her with.  So she was being very sentimental which is completely understandable. 

The entire family was down in the dumps for her. Since she had been staying here at our house with Aidan while we were gone, Adam and I scoured the house looking for it and I even kept from vacuuming for days in hopes I wouldn't suck it up.  You know just in case.

Well the weeks have passed and we had all pretty much given up hope of ever finding it.  Tonight, my mom was at her accounting class and I called my Dad to ask if Aidan could hang with him while I ran to get my self a veggie sub.  For those of you that don't know they live 7 blocks away so this is typical.  I picked up the sub and then grabbed Aidan from my parents and as I was stepping off the breeze way on to their walkway to head to the driveway, I looked down and there she was!!  The light hit it just perfect. I knew the second I saw that glimmer exactly what it was.  I bent down and dug it out of the crack between two pavers.  My eyes immediately filled with tears. I can't tell you how many times I have prayed I would be the one to find this diamond for her.  Adam has done the same.  She is such an wonderful mom, you just want to be able to make her smile.

I craddled it in my hand and ran inside to show my Dad.  He proceeded to tell me that I found it because "Good things happen to good people" which made me feel amazing and of course I was thinking the same thing about my mom.  If anyone ever deserved to find something they loved and lost, it's her. 

So long story short, I waited around for her to get home from school and handed her, her precious gem.  She was so grateful.  Like I had placed it there and then found it.  It felt so good to do a little something for her for once.  I'm pretty sure I made her day.

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My Mom Likes to Make Me Cry

A few days after Adam and I had arrived home from our trip to Boston he and I spent the evening cooking a giant pot of spaghetti sauce and pasta for the three of us.

After we ate, we threw the giant pots and our plates in the sink and spent some quality time in the living room as we do every night after dinner playing with Aidan.  We eventually gave Aidan his bath, read him his book and put him to bed.

Adam turned on the TV and I figured I better tackle the dishes from that evening's meal so they would be done when I woke up next morning.

I walked in to the kitchen and I looked at the pile of dishes awaiting me.   I slaved scrubbing the pots and bread pan and dried them and put them away.  I returned to the sink looked at the remaining plates and thought "Thank God I can put these in the dishwasher."  Then I remembered.  The day we left for Boston, I loaded up the dishwasher and used up the last of the dish washer detergent.  I was going to have to wash them by hand. Rough life, right?  But imagine this, it's 11 pm and you are just ready to get in your bed, the last thing you want to do is scrub spaghetti sauce and Parmesan off of a pile of plates and now glasses that have been submerged in the same water. 

Just to make sure, I leaned down, opened the cabinet below the sink and there it was.  The bright, shiny, new bottle of dish washer detergent my mom had bought while I was gone.  And I started to cry. I know it sounds so silly and you probably are wondering why I would cry because my mom bought me dish washer detergent.  But it's not about the dish washer detergent. It's because my mom does things for me just because she loves me and to some they seem so little, but to me they are huge.   

It wasn't just the dish washer detergent. It was the closets she organized, the laundry she had completely caught up, the rugs she had vacuumed and the floors she had washed, it was the clean linens on all the beds and the meal she had my dad prepare for us so we wouldn't have to worry about it when we got off the plane.  It's the way I smile to myself when I do something I know I learned from her.  The way she sounds when she tells me I'm a great mom and that she loves me.  She makes me cry because she's the best.
So I picked up the phone and even though I knew she would be in bed, called her to tell her "Thanks".  For loving me enough to buy me dish washer detergent so I wouldn't have to wash my dishes by hand.   And for making me cry so much my husband laughed at me for 10 minutes.