Hope you all had a lovely Mother’s Day! I certainly did.
The husband and I had a “surprise” date on Saturday evening. Surprise .. because we did not plan to go out by ourselves that night. Somehow my mother-in-law volunteered to have the boys stay over at her home on Saturday night and so suddenly we were free! 🙂 We had a great night out. We also had a little celebration with R’s parents in the evening at their home. It was a very pleasant family time. Thank God for family.
The boys did various gifts for me at school and day care. Calvin gave me a tea towel which he hand-printed and dyed at school. I love it. Athan did a little heart mobile for me — with lots of help pf course. 🙂 The husband bought a pot of flowers for me (I chose it). I feel so special. 🙂 However, one thing that touched me most was what Calvin “wrote” on why he loved his mother.
It was part of the mother’s day activity in class where the kids each have to cut out their own picture and 2 heart shapes. On one of the hearts, they were asked to say/write why they loved their mums. Calvin said and the teacher wrote:
“I love my mum because she goes to work to get money for us. She plays matching game with me and cooks my favourite vegetables.”
Touched because I did not realise he has been observing what’s going on at home on a daily basis. Even though he seems to be only interested in playing with his toys the moment we got home from school or after school care, he is well aware of what’s happening at the background. I think he appreciates that I cook so that everyone can have dinner. He’s always hungry when we get home and can’t wait to have his dinner. However, he has learnt to wait patiently while his mum “cooks his favourite vegetables.” 🙂 And, this morning when I dropped the boy at school, I went into his class with him to spend a little time before the teacher rang the bell. I saw a craft that Calvin did for mother’s day hanging on a string. It was a picture of a big pot of roses where the roses were hand-printed and on the pot, he said and the teacher wrote
“My mum is good at drawing fish. She goes to work and cooks dinner for me. She likes to watch news and play matching games with me. She likes to eat vegetables.”
And so, now I know a little of what my 5.5-year-old thinks of me 🙂 By the way, in a book that the teacher made in class for the kids to say how old their mothers are, my son said I am 77! Gee… the boy used to say I am 15!