The Sunday that was Mother’s Day was a lovely but low-key affair. Bruce made me breakfast and then the four of us went to San Francisco to see the Kronos Quartet play a family matinee gig. We had lunch in the City and then hit an open house in Redwood City on the way home. (The scariest house ever, by the way, for which someone will probably pay 30% over asking.)
Anyway, I was kind of surprised by the boys’ lack of involvement in the day. They didn’t have crafts from school, which they’d always had in years past and I love receiving. Moreover, they just seemed to not really realize what day it was. Granted, we Moisions are generally low-key about these Hallmark holidays, but still it seemed odd.
Well, in true Moision fashion, a couple of days later they sprung into action with a “surprise” breakfast. I put that in quotes because they’d asked me to get bacon, eggs, hash browns and bread at the store for a big weekend breakfast, and then prepared it all while I was out on my walk yesterday (Wednesday). They also made a card which I was to read aloud and then at the appropriate moment they would put the plate in front of me.
Ezra also made me a monster frame which you can see in the photo. It’s nice to be appreciated and loved, no matter what day it is.