...or at least it can be. For example this weekend. Instead of just one day, I got a whole Mother's Weekend, plus or minus a couple of hours. The occasion of Cat being in town helped me to be very selfish with my time, and fortunately Tim didn't make me feel an ounce of guilt about it. Which is probably the best present he could possibly give me. (Though the homemade brownies were a close second. More on that in a moment.)
After a weekend filled with such girly fun as shopping, pedicures, movies, and Mexican food, Cat flew back to Dallas. After a quick catnap on the couch - which started out as reading on the couch with Clare, but despite knowing that it disappointed her, I decided a Mother's Day nap was in order - we packed up the fam and headed over to the Balzuweits for a get-together with other neighborhood friends. There were five families involved, each with two children now, making for a total of 20 people. The guys took charge from the initial planning stages, so that the shopping, preparation and cooking were all in their hands. Awesome. Tim wisely signed up for dessert and truly outdid himself, baking his mom's famous creme de menthe brownies and butterscotch brownies, and purchasing two delicious types of ice cream. Everything was quite tasty, particularly enhanced by the fact that we ladies ate dinner outside on the patio while the men stayed inside with the kids - and brought us refills for our wine. I'm already counting the days until I can experience that luxury again.
Of course, Father's Day is a lot closer...
1 comment:
Wait, the men did the cooking, then stayed insided, entertained the kids, and brought you refills of drinks? That sounds like the opposite of every Thanksgiving EVER! How totally awesome! WTG Tim!!
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