Sweater, n.: garment worn by child when its mother is feeling chilly.
~Ambrose Bierce
Ha! After the cold weather post, I couldn't resist starting the Mother's Day post with this quote. It got me thinking about all the colds we've avoided, thanks to mismatched stocking caps thrust on our heads, and that extra blanket that was put on us during a curled-up couch nap. Moms are amazing...and Jeff and I have been blessed with the best.
Colleen, you're the best naptime-blanket-covering, "Ooh, he must be cold--where's his coat?" nurturer there is. Your house is warm, partly because of the thermostat that's always acting up, but mostly because you care so deeply for your family.
Joan, you're the best snuggle-the-baby-on-your-chest (even though you're dying of heatstroke), "Did someone put another log on the fire?" mama there is. Your house is warm because someone DID stock the fire, but also because your love for family oozes out of your pores, much like sweat. :)
And our moms had to learn it from somewhere. Jeff and I have been blessed to know our grandmas: G'ma Bonnie, G'ma Dorothy, G'ma Caroline, and G'ma Trudy. What sweet ladies. How blessed we are to have them in our lives and memories.
And, those two sweet children at the top of this post are MINE. (Well, Jeff's too, but we're talking about MOMS in this post). And, I suppose they've just been given to me on loan, but I really don't think I could've requested any sweeter ones. I just look at that picture and think...Gracie looks nice and warm in that vest, but Josh must be cold with his little neck sticking out of his shirt like that...
Blessed. :)
