Sunday, May 13, 2007

Quiet Sunday

I'm not a big Mother's day person. To me, it should be just another Sunday. I used to be a real curmudgeon about it but I am getting over it and have learned how to accept it graciously.

Now that the kids are old enough to be indoctrinated into popular culture, I find myself being the recipient of some wonderful gifts.There is also a pair of rhinestone earrings procured from a school gift fair. Those are in my ears.

As a regular Sunday, we did all the usual Sunday things ... Hebrew School, laundry, bills ... playground time (good knitting / spindling / audiobook time for Mama).

I also found time to photograph Mom's finished scarf (o.k., the ends still have to be hidden).And, to spin for a good amount of time on my balcony. Ahhh ... Here's wishing you a wonderful week!

7 comments:

sloth-knits said...

Sounds like you had a wonderful day! By the way, is that a Kromski spinning wheel? What do you think of it?

Cookie said...

Yay!

I think it's like Valentine's Day. In healthy families/relationships, it's every day. Not just one day a year. *hugs*

knitseashore said...

I love that your kids made your gifts. How did they make the tissue flowers? So pretty!

JessZ said...

It is such a hallmark holiday but it's hard to argue with an extra-nice day for moms. I'm glad you are enjoying a bit of it. :)

Susan said...

I make those flowers every year for my table when summer arrives. I think your kids and I would get along just fine. Sounds like a super day to me.

fillyjonk said...

I heard somewhere that the woman who had originally petitioned for the day (in the nineteen-teens) later went back and tried to get a petition signed to no longer have a Mother's Day.

Her original conception was, that mothers would get a day off from doing work in the house...that the kids and hubby would take over for the day and she'd get to rest (remember this was in times before many "modern conveniences" and also before men were as open about helping around the house). She deeply regretted that it turned into a day where you were expected to BUY something for your mom.

The Purloined Letter said...

What a lovely Mother's Day! What could be better than tissue paper flowers and spinning time?