Mother's Day

My kids are not the kind who show a lot of love to their mom anymore. They're such tough teenagers now. I really miss those days when they would fight over who got to sat on my lap or who I would push on the swing. But for Mother's Day, they shocked me. Troy came up with the idea that he wanted to take me out to dinner. Jason wanted in on that. We picked Tuesday night this week, because that was the only day we didn't have something we had to do. They wanted to take me to Red Lobster, but I don't think they knew how much that would cost. David finally talked them into going to Olive Garden. Troy wasn't very pleased with the change, but he went along with it. We had such a nice time together, just the three of us. They were so nice and it will be something I remember for a long time.

Eric wrote me a poem at school. He finished it just before the bell rang and stuck it in his backpack. He forgot about it and it got stuck together when the glue dried. We were able to pry it open and this is what it says:

Mom

Dee Dee

Loving, caring, patient

Who wishes to have five minutes without us fighting

Who dreams of becoming rich

Who wants to have a normal family

Who wonders what would happen if she had daughters

Who fears spiders and stuff like that

Who is afraid of dying

Who likes eating chocolate

Who believes in me when nobody else does

Who loves her family no matter what

Who plans to get a better house

Happy Mother's Day

Love, your favorite son, Eric

Ha! That's so cute. It's funny what your kids think you're thinking. I guess dragging him to model homes kinda gave him the idea I'd like a better house. At least he knows I love him, even though he thinks I want girls. Sometimes my kids are pretty awesome.