Thursday, February 14, 2013

What I hope they remember

I hope, when my boys are grown and have their own families, they remember this. I hope they remember Mama making holidays (even the hallmark ones) special. I hope they remember bananas sliced into hearts, glittery paper plates, and placemats you can color on while you're eating. I hope they remember the surprise of balloons on their chairs and silly decorations that sprung up when they weren't looking. I hope they remember feeling special and loved, and I hope those memories make them want to create new ones with their own kids.

I hope they remember this stuff, and not what a crappy housekeeper I am. I hope the fun memories overshadow the moments when I am overtired and crabby and really just want to drink my coffee before I make waffles. I hope they remember their mama is only human. And that she really really loves them.

4 comments:

gabbyfek said...

they will.
100%.
love you.
xoxoxo.

Mara said...

they definitely will.
love the balloons.
happy weekend!

angieoh! said...

those boys look at you ONLY with love in their hearts/

boys never notice messes anyway! :)

what a sweet tradition

em said...

this is awesome. :)
as are YOU.