What to get moms for mothers day.

A special day, with mothers and more.

We had a crowd arriving today, we wanted them to all arrive together so we asked them to meet at a coffee shop close by. Crafty right? look at all the money we saved on coffee…

So it was corny but we had a plan. Perhaps pride and excitement or just silliness on our part we decided to greet our guests in gowns. special gowns. gowns that took some effort to obtain.

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So the four of us prepared, it took most of the morning, hair had to be just so, makeup too, and then in our differing gowns. And hoods. Each of us helping and checking to make sure each one was perfect. Smiling and grinning. Our eyes filled with pride and excitement, but more too.   It started to feel more solemn. Our eyes were glistening a bit. It was almost time.

We planned ahead, to have one of us greet them at the door.. well it would sort of ruin the effect. So one of our neighbours, when she heard what we were planning, caught our excitement and sent over her twins, a boy and girl. They are so adorable. She is a single mom, I have helped her a bit and we babysit the twins whenever we can. They are so sweet. They would greet at the door and show in our guests. They would be sure to impress.

The moment arrived, the cars pulled up.. omg we should have had valet parking. There was a knock at the door and the twins opened it escorting our guests into the living room where we stood in a row, smiling at guests who stood facing us, four moms, one aunt a twin of a mom holding on to her sister tightly, but we could tell them apart, two grandmothers holding on to their daughters, our moms, just as tightly and a stern dad… that I really knew was not so stern, who started to cry. It was apparent it was not limited to the stern dad, who was not stern, for the aunt who was looking at her niece with the same pride we did, only a few minutes ago, was as well… and so was her twin sister, Jills mom.

My Mother and Grandmother joined in but I think Aimees Mom and Grandmother beat them, it was close… but Meg’s Mom just charged across the room and grabbed her daughter who was also crying and the two of them hugged so hard. That started the hugs… and Aimee and I misted up then too. Squeezes that were so tight.. and a lot more tears, our Moms wouldn’t let go.

The twins mom, who was off to the side, the smart person she was… how did she know? …was holding boxes of tissues and quickly had the twins pass them out. Then she surprised us again and champagne was served, did I mention I like my neighbours? The twins too, looking so great, had their champagne flutes as well, filled with sparkling grape juice, looking so serious. They were soooo cute!

She tapped her glass, that neighbour of ours and there was some quiet… she looked at our Moms and raised her glass “Happy Mothers Day.” paused for a bit, then looked at us and said “To their Daughters”  …and Jills dad started to cry again. sheish. I told you he was not stern.

It was a Great Day!

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About sensuousamberville

I am a Practitioner, teacher and student. I think we should always be students, we should keep our minds open, to continue to learn. :-) Now a mother of two little ones.

11 responses »

  1. *glistens in my eye too* … aye … it was a grand day all around … a grand day.

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  2. It sounds like a perfect day Amb and Jills dad is an old softie 🙂 xxx Thank you for sharing.

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  3. It was a special day ber. 🙂

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  4. I wasn’t crying. I had something in my eye. 🙂

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  5. The three of you make my world rock! Love you!!!

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