‘You too, my mother, read my rhymes
For love of unforgotten times,
And you may chance to hear once more
The Little feet along the floor.’
-Robert Louis Stevenson
Good afternoon friends! Hope you had a wonderful Mother’s Day weekend! And HAPPY (belated) MOTHER’S DAY!
It was my husband’s weekend off so we had a long weekend full of fun! On Friday, I was honored to attend a Mother’s Day manners luncheon with my oldest son! He’s really been learning about and practicing his manners. He even made his own manners book!
We both dressed in our best and enjoyed ourselves immensely! The meal was absolutely delicious and ideal for Mother’s Day!
And we sure brushed up on our table manners!
Saturday was mom’s choice, so we attended the 44th Annual Territorial Fair at the Historic Arkansas Museum.
We try to go every year and it’s always a great experience! The boys enjoy the lawn games: including sack races, stilts, bean bag games, hoops, and more! There’s also a floral procession and a maypole (my favorite).
We were able to learn more about beekeeping too. (We just finished reading Hummy and the Wax Castle.)
And I even picked up an exquisite ‘Queen Bee’ candle and some cinnamon creamed honey from the local beekeepers.
There were a variety of arts and crafts demonstrations on display. The boys learned how to make rope and got to make their very own to take home with them! And this nice lady showed the boys how to make leaf rubbings.
There was live music on hand as well, with singers and musicians performing all about the grounds!
(I posted a video of these beautiful ladies performing on my Instagram, if you’d like to check it out. They are gifted!)
First, a little history…
We have Anne Jarvis to thank for organizing this holiday, time set apart to honor our dear mothers. (See Mrs. Sharp’s Tradition’s, a book that’s been inspirational to our family, for more information.) Ms. Jarvis organized a memorial service in loving memory of her own mother, shortly after her passing, in what could be considered the first Mother’s Day. However, Mother’s Day didn’t officially become a holiday until 1914, after nearly a decade of campaigning. As a mother, I’m grateful to this incredible woman and her dedication. Her years of hard work finally led to the establishment of Mother’s Day as a nationally recognized holiday!
And now on to Mother’s Day itself… Unless you prefer to be surprised, it can be helpful to let your family know in advance how you’d prefer to celebrate the big day. One mom may prefer a low key day spent at home with breakfast in bed, while another may seek to lunch out and go on a day trip. Discussing plans in advance should help prevent any misunderstandings.
My personal formula for a memorable Mother’s Day includes:
–A Special Breakfast: I adore breakfast in bed but don’t often have the luxury. My sweetheart tries to make sure this happens on Mother’s Day! My favorite breakfast is eggs benedict and my husband, being the culinary genius he is, was able to pull it off again this year!
–Flowers: These need not be fancy or expensive. In fact, handpicked wildflowers are the pinnacle of luxury in my book! And flowers from your local grocer are just as wonderful. This year my sweet boys brought me calla lilies!
–And a Handmade Card/Gift: I prefer handmade cards and gifts without a doubt! There is nothing in the world sweeter than being presented with a handmade card and gift made by your own child! This year my oldest son, Max, created a book about us. He also drew and framed a self-portrait of himself.
Needless to say, I was beyond touched and a bit teary eyed upon receiving these thoughtfully homemade gifts!
Well, that sums up our Mother’s Day weekend!
It was full of memories that I’ll always keep close to my heart!
How was your Mother’s Day weekend?
Do you have a formula for a meaningful Mother’s Day or do you prefer to be surprised?
Lots of love & thanks for reading!
P.S. As a treat, I’m leaving you with one of my favorite passages from Peter Pan! It’s about our babies, the ones who made us mothers in the first place! It always warms my heart!
‘When the first baby laughed for the first time,
the laugh broke into a thousand pieces
and they all went skipping about,
and that was the beginning of fairies.’
-J. M. Barrie