On the first Mother’s Day of my marriage I was six months pregnant with Mackenzie. Eric bought me a lovely corsage to wear to church and took me out for a nice lunch. On the second Mother’s Day of my marriage Mackenzie was 7 months old and I was 4 months pregnant with Ian. Eric bought me a lovely corsage to wear to church and took me out for a nice lunch. For the third Mother’s Day of my marriage I decided to try something a little different and it has turned into our regular tradition. One which has served me well and I will now share with my fellow Mother’s how to begin a similar tradition in your home.
First, about 2-4 days before Mother’s Day, I cease all reminders that the day is approaching. This leaves Eric to remember all by himself.
Second, on the morning of the big day, I allow him an “out” by asking him to get up with the kids and let me sleep in. He generally agrees and then falls back asleep. I then get up and get the day started.
Third, we arrive at church. Eric generally makes it through the lobby and to the auditorium with nary a hint that anything big has slipped by him.
Fourth (this is my favorite part), a woman passes by our pew bearing a corsage. Eric sits a little straighter beside me, but says nothing. Then the preacher says some sweet thing about mothers and asks all the mothers to stand up. I stand, and by the time I have taken my seat, Eric is a wreck. For the rest of the service he is very sweet; holding my hand, tending to the children and generally apologizing all over himself.
Then he takes me out for a nice lunch and proceeds to give me the day off while he does all the housework and takes care of the kids. Yesterday he even cleaned out my closet.
See friends, it is a fine tradition. One I have grown to enjoy. I really don’t think there is much I would do to change it.
Happy Mother’s Day! Hope yours was as eventful as mine.
Mother’s Day- A Fine Tradition
May 15, 2006
that is a great tradition. I might have to try that next year.
I find I enjoy a clean closet much more than a corsage I reminded him about and he purchased at two a.m. from Walgreens.
Yes, Eric has always had a problem remembering Mothers Day……and his mother. Remember the ‘taco incident’?
He reminded me of the famed “taco incident” this morning whilst berading himself for forgetting to call you yesterday and making a mental note to call you later.
You gotta give him credit. What he lacks in memory, he more than makes up for in the making up for forgetting.
I’d jump right on it if it weren’t already a variation of my birthday and anniversary tradition.
I am thinking the famous “taco incident” might make for a good blog post.
The “taco incident” is a fine piece of Peterson family lore which can only be properly repeated by the members who were present. You will have to wait for Dianne to start her blog.
Love it!!
Someone referred me to your post on this since my Mother’s Day, in one word, sucked.
I’m going to give your idea a try.
I’m beginning to think Mother’s Day is really an urban legend.
i also was referred here…what a great idea. i could secretly call both moms (mine and his), send gifts and all, then just sit back and enjoy the show. thanks!!
Great idea! I think I might try it for other occassions as well! Glad you had a good day!
Your fan base is calling for more stuff…where did you go??? Two days without a post…that’s dangerous in these here parts!!
On the ‘taco incident’ I stand corrected – it was actually a ‘burrito incident’. But it was long ago and far away (from where Eric and Amy live now, that is). It will not be shared here because it would put my son, who I am VERY, VERY proud of, in a negative light. It was from a time and an age, that (if we will all admit to ourselves) we ALL said and did dumb things.
Yes, Dianne, it was a burrito incident. Gotta love Taco Bell for Mother’s Day. And further more, your son is the honest to goodness best thing that ever happened to me outside of my salvation, thank you and a very happy Mother’s Day to you.
And yes, this tradition does carry over very nicely to all other special occasions. Remember: you can either get mad or laugh. I prefer to laugh and I always laugh harder when I have invested a little time in the set up.