My mom's birthday was on May 5th, and we had a lovely little celebration for her this year. The day started out with some special breakfast treats from the Wealthy Street Bakery, my parents' new favorite spot. After dividing everything up into smaller pieces, we all dove in.
Well, everyone except Mollie, who just doesn't seem to be a fan of sweets, particularly in the morning.
But Mom sure enjoyed it; she had this blissful look on her face while we taste-tested our way through some of the delicious pastries they brought home that day. It was so great to see her enjoying her birthday so very much.
Once "second breakfast" was over with, she opened some gifts, starting out with a word search puzzle I helped Baylor and Mollie make for her. Baylor especially has been totally into making word puzzles (searches, scrambles, and the like) for the birthday people around him, and I'll do anything I can to encourage him and foster his love for words and reading.
Mollie, less invested in the puzzle, got a shoulder ride from Grandpa E.
Eventually though, she joined in the fun.
Soon we moved to the living room for more gift opening, and Oma was happily joined by her littlest helpers.
It's amazing how much the kids love sound cards. If you get one for someone in the family, you better select one you would enjoy hearing over and over and over and over again!
Mom got an exercise shirt from my dad and tried it on Mollie for size. It looked like an adorable, over-sized sleep shirt on her!
The Kentucky Derby was also run that day, and the kids were all sorts of geeked to see the horse race. We turned on the television for a little early coverage, and upon seeing this on the screen Baylor asked why the horse was in time out!
Mollie has an odd affinity for horses (likes seeing them from far away but will absolutely freak out if you bring her close to one) and was more than content to just sit and watch the horses on the screen.
A while back (maybe January ...), after using my sewing machine to fix a strap on one of the kids' booster seats, I told my mom that I'd sew her something for her birthday. I asked her what she wanted, and she said, "A bag." Fast forward five-or-so months and I remembered, a week before her birthday, that I had said I was going to do that for her. (Keep in mind that I hadn't sewed much before that project, and not at all since.) Still, I found a pattern on Etsy, got some adorable fabric (enough for two bags, actually ... just in case I totally screwed up the first one), and made a bag! She had forgotten about my hasty promise all those months ago, so she was super surprised that I actually made her something. It turned out pretty well, better than the picture below would suggest ... with the kids swirling around me and getting into everything I didn't really have time to shift the scrunching back to normal after being bagged up for a day or so.
Once the gifts were open, we went home for lunch and naps so my parents and sister could do as they pleased for Mom's special day. Once the kids were up, we made our way back to my parents' house for dinner and the derby. As soon as we arrived, Baylor and Mom went back to the word search to finish things up ...
... while Bryson entertained Mollie with some play dough fun.
After dinner, we settled in to watch the horse race.
Mollie got pretty into it and assumed this rather adorable derby viewing position.
Of course, such a position barely lets you gesture with your hands, so she eventually switched back while talking with Aunt Christine.
Really, though, who am I kidding ... the kiddo can't keep still for very long.
Once the derby was done, we headed back to the kitchen for some cake. Christine made a delicious tuxedo cake; while it didn't turn out quite as she'd hoped it would, it was beyond delicious!
Baylor had been okay on Christine's birthday during the singing, but for whatever reason he was upset when we sang for Oma. Once she and Mollie got the candles blown out, though, all was right with the world again.
It was delicious!
After that we watched Wiener dog racing on YouTube, then it was time to head home.
As always, it was a lovely time. We hope the birthday girl felt the same. Happy (belated) birthday, Mom!
No comments:
Post a Comment