Celebrating Momma!

I LOVE RAINBOWS!! So Mady colored one and left it by my bedside!

Mady, you wanted this letter to surprise me on Mother's Day morning, but little sis ruined it  and spilled the beans early....you were so upset that you cried. You wanted the breakfast to wake me up. I love this letter; your heart is so sweet.

Mika, you  made me toast! yum!

Mady, you brought up chocolate milk and a slice of cinnamon apple butter braid.

 I'll never forget these words from Mady, "Momma you serve us all day, everyday...today it is our turn to serve you. I'm serious Momma, you work so hard for us, you are the best."  My eyes filled with tears and I was so thankful to be your Mom.

Okay, don't judge. I do believe these swings are for children with special needs, but they are just so fun. When we are alone at the park, the girls take advantage of them.

Yeah, Yeah, I kind of like em too!

Mady brought her dolls to the park and mothered them so well:) Btw, I love this man in the background. He is always behind the scenes making this family work. I'm indebted to him, yet he doesn't make me feel that way.

Mika's little stroller made tons of racket as we walked the loop around the park. She didn't mind one bit!

Mady chose to jog with her twins in tow because she said she wanted to be a 'healthy momma.'

Lastly, I was surprised with this tablet. It is basically a faster version of the I-pad; it has four "brains" instead of two. It is super fast and I have access to amazon and nook apps. As well as all the cool stuff the I-pad can do. I love going against name-brands (will not pay for a name), so when Chris found this, he jumped on it. I LOVE IT, but totally don't feel worthy of a technology toy.

Mother's Day was really sweet for me this year. Red Lobster for lunch is never a bad deal either, we all enjoyed that. I loved telling you girls the story of finding out we were having each of you. You listened eagerly as I shared accounts and how I feel like no gifts are necessary on this day. We should simply celebrate you girls' being given to me; you are my gifts. My cup runneth over...