As I mentioned in last week's post, Mother's Day was also our son's 10th birthday. It was a really nice day from beginning to end, starting with me getting to sleep in until around 10 a.m., followed by Will opening his birthday gifts and me opening my Mother's Day Gifts. Piper gave me a beautiful framed painting.

Will wrote me a poem, that I just have to share:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
They are pretty...
But not as pretty as you.
Sunflowers are yellow
Shamrocks are green
They are easy to find...
But not as easy as you.
I had to restrain myself from laughing too hard at the ending's double entendre, but how darned sweet is that?
One of the most unexpected surprises of the day for me was actually being happy with the pictures that my husband took of me with the kids that day. Honestly, I can't even think of the last time I took a picture with my kids that I liked. Granted, I'm still 23 pounds away from my goal, but I've taken enough weight off already to see a real visible difference.
I don't have any photos out in the house right now featuring me, well except for our wedding pictures on the wall and the framed picture of me in the sixth grade in my Dodgers softball uniform and my Farrah Fawcett hair with my ball cap strategically placed so as to not disrupt my hair's perfect feathering (a gift my husband gave to me one Christmas because he thinks the picture is hilarious).
So to literally like the pictures from that day was really refreshing for me. I mean really refreshing.
Will and me on Mother's Day/his birthday
17 pounds ago, I would have never shown this butt shot
But, never fear, by the second round of bowling, I redeemed myself.
Note the crooked right arm.
The day ended with a wonderful dinner at Benihana, something I worked out extra for all week and saved my 35 weekly Weight Watchers bonus points for so I could enjoy it without guilt. Benihana is a favorite birthday venue for the Whittys because, after all, nothing beats the "birthday drum" and an onion volcano to celebrate a big day.
Note the enthusiasm of the guy with the birthday drum.
Happy Birthday Will!
Here's hoping I drum up some great weight loss results this coming week!
I looove the birthday poem! Mom, thanks for being easy, else I might never have been born. Love, your child. Looking great, crooked arm and all.
ReplyDeleteSons are the sweetest.....you're "butt shot" cracked me up!!! Also, look at your now pic and your profile pic - HUGE difference!!!!!! you are soooo on your way!!!! Yah you!
ReplyDeleteThanks Katie and Debi!
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