I must admit, until this year, my own dear husband was one of those men. He never recognized me on Mother’s Day and certainly never gave me a gift. His answer was “You’re not my mother.” I would snip a little and complain but never really pushed it, until this year.
Several weeks ago, as I was doing the entire shopping, shipping, planning etc for BOTH our moms to have a special day, I hinted at things I’d like to have for my Mother’s Day. Once again, I got the “You’re not my mother” line. I finally lost it. I said ya know what buddy? You’re not my father either but I honor you on Father’s Day. He claims I only did that because the children were almost worthless when it comes to Father’s Day. I told him that besides my own father, HE is the most important father in my life. No, we don’t share children in the biological sense. He has however, been an excellent father to my three children when their own deadbeat dad fell off the face of the earth. I’m forever grateful for him taking that role. Guess what? He finally got it!
So, on the Saturday before Mother’s Day he took me to the Aloha Stadium Swap Meet.
Why is that sideways? I can't fix it.. turn your head.
I also purchased these lovely wooden bowls. The guy that sells these has some beautiful ones and will make a good deal for you if you buy more than one item. I wanted a large salad bowl and baby, I got it!
Another one that's sideways..sheesh.
Ok I don't know what's up with the photos and I've taken way too long to post this for me to care anymore. Sorry for the crick in your neck!