Muffins with Mom
My busy Mother's Day weekend continued Saturday morning when I went to Mother's Day Brunch with my mom and grandma at our church. I brought Preston with me and he did fabolus...didn't cry one time. They served homemade cinnomon rolls, ham, fluffly eggs and sweet fruit with orange juice. I had a good time showing Preston off to all the girls at church and it was still so surreal attending a function intended for moms and I am now a mom.
Our table decorations
Mother's Gift
First Mother's Day picture together
Gram Gram
Crazy Boy
4 Generations
When we got home from Grams, we quickly freshened up and then we headed to Matitio's for mothers day dinner with Vicki, Dave, Brad and Jessie. I have never eatten there before and it was delicious. After dinner, Vicki and I opened our gifts. I got a beautiful tourque neckless and Preston got a cute little sun visor for summer. Vicki loved the personalized cookie jar and thought the butterfly footprint was too cute. We gave Jessie a butterfly footprint as well and by accident Bradley dropped it behind the booth we were sitting in. The problem, the booth sat up against a concert wall and none of us could fit our arm down the back of the booth to get it. Luckily, the staff at Matitios was great and they had 4 guys pulling the booth out and getting a pair of tongs to get the gift out. After about 15 minutes of trying they finally got it!! All 3 of us was exhausted from the day and Preston slept so good that night.
Oh no, it fell behind the booth
I guess it takes a skinny pretty girl to get it out
Nope, it takes 2 men to get it out
Either way, we got it!!!
Vicki & her 3 boys
Vicki& her 2 daughter-in-laws
Sunday on the way to church, Brent gave me my mothers day gift and thoughtful card. I had been hinting that I wanted jewerly to represent Preston's birth stone and I'm so glad Brent listened because he got me a beatiful necklace from James Avery and a charm to add to my bracelet that we are going to get engraved with Preston's name and date of birth. After church everyone went to my grandmas for lunch. Preston was still pretty sleepy and he slept most of the day but most everyone got to hold him and spend a little time with him. After lunch, a few of us played a couple games of croquet. Brent was in the lead most of the time but always lost it right at the end. I won the first game...not sure how in the world that happened and my dad won the second game beating Brent at the last hit. It was hilarous watching Brent get beat by my dad because Brent was not happy he was loosing.
Flowers for all the Moms
Aunt Shell
Jerod's new toy he got for his birthday
Not sure how I feel about this
Just doesn't feel natural
What a little flirt
Let's play Croquet
Dad's up first
Already off to a good start
David teaching Jerod the ropes
Let's go mom!!
Such a cutie
Little hard to play in a long dress, can't swing between the legs
Mr. Competitive
Having a good time
Don't miss
Boys being boys
Don't mess with us
I told you not to mess with us
11 years old and still a cutie
Getting the hang of it
Don't even think about it B-rent
My favorite nephew
If you can't win then juggle
For Mother's Day Preston made all his grandmother's and aunt's a very special gift...a footprint buttetfly. Mommy and Preston had a fun time making them and we kept it pretty clean while getting his feet all covered with paint. I will treasure this piece forever!!!
Lets get to painting
So colorful
Stamping away
Finished product
Final packaging
Mother's Day cards we made
When we got home that evening, Preston and I played in his room and he showed me for the first time how well he can hold his head up during tummy time. I was soo proud of him because the last time we did tummy time together he still kept his head on the ground and could barly lift it. Crazy how quickly babies learn things and develop. Then Brent gave him his bath and worked on helping Preston learn to roll over. He's not quite there yet but he is rollig on his side.
I had an unforgettable Mother's Day and I am so blessed to have a little boy like Preston!!
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