HAPPY just to be a MOM DAY!

Today was my sixth time celebrating Mother's Day as a Mom and I have to admit I'm still not entirely comfortable with the idea. Maybe it's all those years of honoring my own mother on this day; knowing the size shoes she wore and the fact that I'll never fill such a tremendous pair. Or maybe it's the way I came to motherhood (through adoption) and the fact that being a mom feels more like a privilege than something I should be honored for.

Who knows?

I suppose someday I'll feel like I've earned my maternal wings and sit back and gladly accept the accolades associated with this day, but for now I think I'll just propose a slight adjustment to it's name. So, to all the moms out there that I know and love, I'd like to wish you all a very happy HAPPY just to be a MOM DAY! When you kiss your little ones good night this evening, I hope you'll thank them for the opportunity to hold one of the most privileged positions in the world!

“No language can express the power and beauty and heroism of a mother's love.” —Edwin Chapin

Wil's Garbage Party!

Nothing seems to say hero to a little boy more than those who work in dangerous, dirty or demanding jobs! My boys rarely excite at the thought of playing lawyer, doctor or accountant, but they delight at the opportunity to be firemen, construction workers, soldiers and garbage men. These working class heroes represent what it means to be a man in the eyes of a little boy. Maybe it's the lure of using their bodies in addition to their minds, or the idea of wearing a special uniform, or maybe it's quite simply the big trucks! Whatever it is, it comes as no surprise that for the last few years (and probably for a few years to come) my boys want these superheroes at the center of their special days.

For Ty's 5th birthday it was the classic fireman, but for Wil's 4th he decided on  something a bit less traditional and asked that the garbage man pay us a special visit!