That's how I'm observing Mother's Day, because isn't that what mothering is all about? At my request Jeff took the kids out for the day, an extended dance mix of outings and errands designed to give me some time alone to putter around. So far, a little yoga, a little laundry, a long shower, a little Sunday Times, a little blogging while I wait for photos to upload to send to the grandmas.
I didn't necessarily need the time alone to happen today of all days, and I do feel kind of bad that I've kicked my own kids out of the house on a holiday which I wouldn't celebrate if it were not for them. But we had breakfast together at the diner and we'll have dinner together later and I'll happily take on the whole bedtime routine because my husband will be worn out by 7 p.m. And I won't mind at all.
Photo from the kindergarten Mother's Day party.