Mother's Day

This morning Jacob made me a yummy breakfast. When he brought Clark to me and told him to give me hugs, the child swatted me away, pointed to a nearby lamp, and said "that? that?" Yep, that's my boy. I just keep in mind that someday (probably in 18 years or so) he'll appreciate me.

Then this afternoon Jacob left us to go to Arizona for some interviews so we've just been missing him. Every time he (or I) goes away I'm just amazed at moms who are always on their own, including Jacob's own mother for a couple years. I'm so grateful she was able to raise such an amazing boy despite hard times and allow me to steal him.
And of course I'm grateful for my wonderful mother who always loved all 7 of us obnoxious children unconditionally. And for my sisters who helped raise me.