Happy Mother's Day!

Ahhhh. I just woke up from a refreshing nap. Now I'm sitting here, all by myself, in my room, grazing from a new stash of American candy that my brother and sister-in-law brought us, while Guapo manages the chaos of the children whilst making dinner. I already had breakfast in bed and help with the kids this morning as Guapo didn't have an early morning meetings at church.

Oh how I love Mother's Day.

As I was sitting here trying to decide which leisurely activity to engage in next, I remembered my poor little blog who hasn't seen much of me this week because of our candy-bearing visitors. Not that they were difficult or anything, on the contrary, they were very easy to have around; they played with the kids, helped with the dishes, and even toured all the sites on their own, sparing me the chore of seeing things I've already seen 100 times. But, visitors always make for a nice excuse for a little vacation from the blog, ya know?

Here they are hanging out with Pedro:

The only negative thing about their visit was the fact that I kind of feel aged now. To hear them talk about the "old" people in their ward, those decrepit old geezers in the 35-to 40-year old range, was more than a tad bit disturbing. I'm sure felt the same when I was that age, but man, it's painful to be on the other end!

So, anyway, back to Mother's Day.

I got a very delicate orchid that I'm afraid to look at directly for fear it will die instantly (I do not have a good track record with orchids. Or any live plants to be perfectly honest):



Ballerina girl gave me this lovely bouquet of flowers (much less stressful-these flowers are supposed to die):



Juan Carlos gave me a ladybug box:



The three big kids make me great cards:



And Harold, I mean Pedro, made some "wittle houses" for me during his nap time with his famous purple crayon that he must have snuck in in his diaper.




And, as you can see, he's trying to find his own fashion-sense these days.

It has been a great day.

Happy Mother's Day to my wonderful mom and mother-in-law to whom I am so grateful for their friendship and support; to my sister and sister-in-laws (my brother's wife became a mom just yesterday with the birth of her sweet little boy!); and to all my friends-past and present, real and virtual, who make me a better mom. And a special thanks to my wonderful, precious kids-I am proud to be called your mom, and to Guapo, for without him, none of this would be possible.

Happy Mother's Day!