Let It Be Documented

"I remember thinking how often we look, but never see...we exist, but never feel. We take our relationships for granted.  A house is only a place. It has no life of its own. It needs human voices, activity and laughter to come alive." -Erma Bombeck

Let it be documented that on this, the 9th of May, this mom helped her children make cutsie, creative gifts to hand out to their favorite teachers. Let it be documented that such a project required great courage and resolve on the mother's part. She had to enter a craft store and purchase a hot glue gun, an object ne'er before seen in these parts. She had to find cute little cans of fruit with pull tabs on the top, and she had to buy bags of Dove chocolate to replace the fruit with.

This mom almost chickened out at the last minute. She almost retired the cute little fruit cans to the basement food storage. She nearly hid the bags of chocolate in her underwear drawer, to be consumed at a later date. She came close to returning the glue gun to the store from whence it came, thus forgetting that this crazy notion had ever entered her mind.

But this mom held her ground. She gathered patterned paper, and ribbon, and tape. She pulled that glue gun out of its impossible plastic packaging and learned how to operate the darn thing. She gathered her children from the far reaches of the house and got them all excited and busy cutting and gluing and taping. She even asked the oldest daughter if she might like to make a couple of cans for her favorite teachers. The teenager replied, "Mom, I'm in high school." The mother mumbled under her breath, "Suit yourself", then shed a small tear inside, realizing that for this child, it was everlastingly too late to embark on these cutsie crafting adventures. But this mother rallied and decided to cherish this moment with the remaining children.

Let it be documented that this mom finally followed through on a cute and creative project, and her children were better for it.

Let it also be documented, that on this the 10th of May, said mother got up at 6:30 to prepare a breakfast of french toast and sausage for her daughter who would soon be taking an AP English exam. The mother lovingly dipped bread and sizzled sausage so that her daughter's mind would be fully nourished and better able to retrieve the rhetorical devices floating around in her little brain.

It is only 9:00, and this mom is already spent. All of this being awesome business can leave one exhausted. How do mothers do this day in and day out? Oh well, this mom feels she's good for at least another year. Perhaps there are some remaining Dove bars lying around the house. This mom thinks she will plop down on the couch with a book and some chocolate for the remainder of the day.

Let it be documented.