Happy Mother's Day to everyone. Dick bought me beautiful flowers, which he is not allowed to do, because they die, so he said he was buying them for himself. So pretty. The day was wonderful, beginning with waffles, strawberries and whipped cream and ending with steamed lobster, Cesar salad, angel food cake, strawberries and whipped cream. Cooldad prepared dinner all by himself while I was chatting with Coolboy. As Coolboy says, "What a pimp!". In between was a wonderful sacrament meeting at the Klatt Ward in south Anchorage. We attended there to witness the confirmation of our friend Judith. The primary children sang "mother" songs, very quietly I might add (our ward belts 'em out!) and all the women age 21 and older collected an awesome large Symphony bar. Yay for that! Cooldad and I munched on it on our way back to our meetings while listening to John Grishams' "The Last Juror" on cd. Once home, we napped, Cooldad cooked and we ate, and Cooldad cleaned the kitchen. Cooldad is getting cooler all the time!
The best part of the weekend was chatting with all my children and my mom. Thank you for the calls, the love, the memories, even the crazy ones, and all tokens of appreciation in all forms. They are all appreciated. I am so blessed to have such a wonderful family.