while the big kids were at school this morning, dallin and i snuck in a little trip to carnation to pick some fresh strawberries at harvold farms. well, i picked some fresh strawberries; dallin just gobbled up about a pound or two.
not sure why i look so concerned here (is it because my roots are showing?), but this is the best shot i got of my cutie and me together in the fields:
love that sticky, dirty, juicy strawberry face so pleased as punch with his delicious life.
after taking an unintentional hiatus for a few years, mother's day dresses (and ties!) are back at the wheelers.
i waxed eloquent about this tradition five years ago and its basis in the fact that my mother and my grandmother taught me how to sew. both would (and have) probably say that they didn't really teach me how to sew citing that the time they spent in actual instruction was minimal or that my skill exceeds their own.
but they taught me how to thread the machine. they taught me how to read a pattern. they taught me that "that which is worth doing is worth doing well" (something i bemoan every time i unpick a row of stitching). they taught me that i can get better (at almost anything!) with work and practice and more work and more practice. and they put in the time if ever i asked for help.
because that's what mothers do.
you hold the bike, you push the bike, you let it go... ...and, don't get me wrong, they'll definitely fall flat on their faces a few times (or more).
"To all mothers in every circumstance, including those who struggle--and all will--I say, 'Be peaceful. Believe in God and yourself. You are doing better than you think you are. In fact, you are saviors on Mount Zion, and like the Master you follow, your love never faileth.'"
"No love in mortality comes closer to approximating the pure love of Jesus Christ than the selfless love a devoted mother has for her child. [...] This kind of resolute love 'suffereth long, and is kind, ... seeketh not her own, ... but ... beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.' Most encouragingly, such fidelity 'never faileth.'
...You see, it is not only that they bear us, but they continue bearing with us. It is not only the prenatal carrying, but the lifelong carrying that makes mothering such a staggering feat.
...To all of our mothers everywhere, past, present, or future, I say, 'Thank you. Thank you for giving birth, for shaping souls, for forming character, and for demonstrating the pure love of Christ.'"
really love what the weather is doing to your hair here, buddy:
dear emily: why are you wearing such gigantic dark sunglasses if it's overcast and raining out?
duh, it's because they make me look like a movie star (insert glam emoji here).
actually, it's because i have a pretty intense eye infection hidden under those suckers. one that started the day we left for newport beach, lasted nearly the entire week we were there, and landed me at urgent care for a few hours trying to get it checked out.
and if i hadn't told you, you'd never have known.
so i guess the sunglasses did their job. and also the internet is full of people who are hiding something (insert sunglasses emoji here).