... yep, just what the blog universe needs ... another Mother's Day post. I know.
I won't wax emotional or deep because ...
1. I'm terrible at that sort of thing (all vapid and shallow all the time around here! Girl - you know it's true) and ...
2. White Plum let me write a little something something along those lines right over here ... go if you dare.
But here and now ... I will throw you a little rundown of the day.
Unlike last year ... Simon had the day off. Hallelu-that. It was the best ... until we went to Mass where the kids put on their worst behavior performances ever. EVER. We had to follow through with the old, "no donuts if you misbehave and we MEAN it!" threat which was really more of a punishment for me but ... tough love comes with a price tag, sadly. We came home and I made mediocre crepes while Theo slept off his horrible no good really bad mood, the big kids played their favorite game of, "digging" outside in between world wars 3, 4, and 5 {when?! when will this phase end? I'm guessing never}, and Simon and Phoebe slept on the couch. I'm still kicking myself for not getting a super original picture of the precious. The internet will live, I'm sure.
Okay. Maybe I won't walk you through every 'tail of the day.
Fast forward through naps + cocktailing + fawning over Phoebe like the parents that we are.
And onward to a picnic at a new-to-us park. An awesome-to-us park. Where we got some real framers with mother and children ...
I'm not entirely sure that the frock I'm donning isn't supposed to be a nightgown.
Don't (really) care.
because if the nighty fits ... the postpartum hips rejoice. And I'm already embarrassing Phoebe ... 2.5 weeks into her little life.
We topped the night off with a trip to get frozen yogurt for the second time in 24 hours because ... we live large in the Patton casa.
And probably my favorite part of the entire weekend was after Simon gave the big kids a semi-lengthy explanation of what Mother's Day is/means/allofthat ... and Sebastian thought for a second while seeming to digest the information. And then he looked at Simon and said, "Happy Mother's Day, Daddy!!!"
Amen, Bash.
A-freaking-men.
I won't wax emotional or deep because ...
1. I'm terrible at that sort of thing (all vapid and shallow all the time around here! Girl - you know it's true) and ...
2. White Plum let me write a little something something along those lines right over here ... go if you dare.
But here and now ... I will throw you a little rundown of the day.
Unlike last year ... Simon had the day off. Hallelu-that. It was the best ... until we went to Mass where the kids put on their worst behavior performances ever. EVER. We had to follow through with the old, "no donuts if you misbehave and we MEAN it!" threat which was really more of a punishment for me but ... tough love comes with a price tag, sadly. We came home and I made mediocre crepes while Theo slept off his horrible no good really bad mood, the big kids played their favorite game of, "digging" outside in between world wars 3, 4, and 5 {when?! when will this phase end? I'm guessing never}, and Simon and Phoebe slept on the couch. I'm still kicking myself for not getting a super original picture of the precious. The internet will live, I'm sure.
Okay. Maybe I won't walk you through every 'tail of the day.
Fast forward through naps + cocktailing + fawning over Phoebe like the parents that we are.
And onward to a picnic at a new-to-us park. An awesome-to-us park. Where we got some real framers with mother and children ...
Don't (really) care.
because if the nighty fits ... the postpartum hips rejoice. And I'm already embarrassing Phoebe ... 2.5 weeks into her little life.
We topped the night off with a trip to get frozen yogurt for the second time in 24 hours because ... we live large in the Patton casa.
And probably my favorite part of the entire weekend was after Simon gave the big kids a semi-lengthy explanation of what Mother's Day is/means/allofthat ... and Sebastian thought for a second while seeming to digest the information. And then he looked at Simon and said, "Happy Mother's Day, Daddy!!!"
Amen, Bash.
A-freaking-men.
The fighting phase will end. I promise. It probably won't happen until they are 11,12,13, and 14, but it will end. I kinda promise.
ReplyDeleteCute nightie/dress. :)
Okay I officially don't believe you gave birth just a few weeks ago. You look incredible, and that dress is so cute even if it's technically a nightgown (who cares!).
ReplyDeleteHappy belated Mother's Day!
Amen! Take it easy on yourself, you look great!! And, you have permission to take as long as you flipping want to get into whatever shape you want. Please. Now go get some mothers' day donuts!!
DeleteLove Julia's grin at the camera!
ReplyDeleteMy sisters and I fought all the time. It ended when we got to school age, for the most part.
Love the pics, you look amazing!!
ReplyDeleteworld wars NEVER END (sorry bubble burster) my 8, 10 and 21(!) year old can still lay down a fisticuff that is cringe worthy--w/o big brother its actually even worse thankfully he's off being a grown up and a plumber 99% of the time and simply visits us--but UGH the warring factions in my house make me want to cry but then they're old enough for MEANINGFUL WORK which means if you pick a fight/tattle tale/throw a punch BOTH OF YOU work for me now washing windows-cleaning cat boxes-washing stairs-it's SO AWESOME except the world wars that start the meaningful work
ReplyDeleteI wonder what would have happened if you and Simon had each gotten a donut, and none of the kids did. After all, you guys behaved in church (presumably.) ;)
ReplyDeleteGimme dat night girl
ReplyDeleteTotally with you on the " I do not really mean it" threat of no donuts if you dont behave in mass...because the fact is Momma Bear needs the sugar rush at 10am...I mean you have probably been up since 5 or earlier, shoot...give me a cocktail...Its 5 o'clock somewhere in this beautiful world.
ReplyDeleteYou look amazing Grace! Love J's little pose
ReplyDeleteI have two younger sisters. We stopped fighting with each other in our teens when we started fighting with our parents. Pick your grief!
ReplyDeleteHahaha! I want to hear the explanation now.
ReplyDeleteThat must have been an amazing explanation! You better get thinking up a good one for Father's Day now haha
ReplyDeleteLeave to Bash to keep it real. LOL! I love it. Happy, Happy Mother's Day my friend. I am so glad you got to spend it ALL together even if there were trails and tribs. BTW - that "nightgown" is awesome. Love the color. Kiss FeeFee for me!
ReplyDelete"Sebastian sayssssss".............;)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad that Simon had the day off and that you had a lovely day for park time! My kids worked hard the night before on making me homemade mother's day cards, which was so cute. On mother's day, the three oldest handed their cards to me. My 3 1/2 year old had a card in her hand that I tried to take, but she told me, "No, this is for Dominic" (her brother.) Apparently she thought it was "Brother's Day." Ha!
ReplyDeleteHa!! I love it. She and Sebastian should hang out!
DeleteI absolutely love your writing! It's what every mothers wants to say but doesn't know how to say it, or maybe we're just too scared to put it out there. But I'm glad you do and I'm so glad I stumbled upon your blog. I love it!
ReplyDeleteYour writing is fantastic. You are so honest. I love the second pics and Julia in her glasses. Adorable. Your dress/nightgown is cute.
ReplyDeleteRock that nightie momma! Btw is your hair naturally wavey like that? Love love love.
ReplyDeleteI wish! I curl it using a wand :)
DeleteYou look marvelous. You are wonderful and inspirational and I read much of what you write aloud to my husband. That being said, and I am soooooo sorry about this, but my mother and her sister still bicker and jockey for attention and try to under cut each other. They're 76 and 85 this year. Again, really sorry.
ReplyDeleteThat sass in that last picture is awesome. She is such a personality.
ReplyDeleteLove the dress! Definitely not a nightie and now I want to find it for myself -- looks perfect for the humid weather DC has decided it is time for.
ReplyDeleteyou can never have enough fro yo I'd say! cute pics
ReplyDeleteBahahahah! Niiiice. glad to see he totally got the point. ;) Also: no worries. I also own a totally cute longish shirt that I wear daily, although I'm pretty sure it's supposed to be a night shirt. Oops.
ReplyDeletexox
We all write about mother's day because it's our day!! Love it!! And that dress looks awesome! Totally above nightgown quality!
ReplyDeleteHappy Mother's Day, Dad! bhahaha, that's awesome.
ReplyDeleteYou were meant for birthing because 2.5 weeks out and you look really good!! That deserves a full day of celebrating all on its own.
ReplyDeleteI swear, it's not fair how good you look, but then I think back on all your pregnant stroller runs with the triple stroller and I'm pretty sure you earned your awesome post-baby bod back. LOOKIN GOOD LADY!
ReplyDeleteYou look amazing and that dress is adorable. And I LOVE the tiny baby facepalm.
ReplyDeleteYou are amazing. Honestly, I'm not sure how you are even functioning with four little ones.
ReplyDeleteJulie
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I love these pictures! That park looks amazing!
ReplyDeleteGrace, just started reading your blog a few months back and have to say that each post has me cracking up in laughter!! No kids yet, but storing up your awesome advice for a later date. :) Also, super cool that you are from NM. I went to NM State (Las Cruces, go Aggies!) for my undergrad and then stayed to teach for an additional 6 years.
ReplyDeleteWell I think your nighgown/dress is gorgeous! I recently repurposed a swimsuit cover-up into a nursing-friendly dress so I say go for it. I’m all about the comfort + happy self esteem, even if the dressmaker disagrees.
ReplyDelete"Happy Mother's Day, Daddy!!!" Well, if that's not the best Mother's Day quote of all time.
ReplyDeleteWhen Sebastian gets big enough to actually sock Julia in the head and she goes "Oh, he's bigger than me."... At least that's when it ended for me and my brother! :-)
ReplyDeleteLovely pics, lovely kids, happy Mama's Day!