Just in time for Mother's Day....

In honor of Mother's Day coming up this weekend, I thought I'd post a little bit of the appreciation I just received.

It's the end of a LONG day. After seeing the bed completely torn apart, with everything on the floor, and the mattress half off the bedframe, I asked Ethan to pick up the blankets and put the bed back together. Sometime in the next 30 minutes before dinner.


MELTDOWN. I mean LEVEL 12, MAJOR MELTDOWN.
Tears,
Kicking,
Screaming,
Thrashing around,
And.........

"YOU'RE THE BADDEST MOMMY IN THE WHOLE WORLD FOR ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


Happy Mother's Day to me.

And.....on a happier note:
I received this in an email from another Mom friend today...
Which makes me cry whenever I read it:

A baby asked God, 'They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow,
but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?'
God  said, 'Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you'

The child further inquired, 'But tell me, here in heaven I don't have
to do anything but sing and smile to be happy.'
God said, 'Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you.
And you will feel your  angel's love and be very happy.'

Again the child asked, 'And how am I going to be able to understand
when people talk to me if I don' t know the language?'
God said, 'Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words
you will ever hear, and with much patience and care,
your angel will teach you how to speak.'

'And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?'
God said, 'Your angel will place your hands together and
will teach you how to pray.'

'Who will protect me?'
God said, 'Your angel will defend you even if it  means
risking its life.'

'But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.'
God  said, 'Your angel will always talk to you about Me and
will teach you the way to come back to Me,
even though I will always be next to you.'

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices
from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked,
'God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name.'

God said, 'You will simply call her, ' Mom'

Oh,  and I did just get an apology from Mr. Meltdown: 
"Mom, I'm sorry I called you the baddest Mommy
in the whole world.  I just want you to be the
goodest Mommy in the world."

Thanks, honey. 
(But I'm still not cleaning up your mess for you!)   :)