The children crafted home-made cards for me, and I always treasure the sweet (um… yeah, “sweet”) sentiments. The back of Kieran’s drawing listed a half dozen scriptures against slothfulness. Keegan wrote a poem which rhapsodized about my, “lips like fish.” To compound the randomness, Kieran and Kiffanie drew pictures depicting Christmas trees and angels next to a manger.
And… so that I could give my mom a recent photo of me (and because I realized that my blog avatar was five years old and likely counts as “false advertising” because I’ve aged a bit) I set up the tripod last week to attempt a self-portrait. It’s always a challenge trying to be on both sides of the camera simultaneously, but I did get one shot where my face is fully in the frame and my eyes are open! Triumph!
Finally, happy Mother’s Day to my own dear mother! I’m sure parenting me was even more surreal than receiving Happy Mother’s Day-Christmas-Fish-Lips-Cards.