After bow shopping, my mom & I loaded Reagan back in the car & headed to my aunt Donna's so Reagan could spend some time with her cousin Marykate. If you're wondering, no, neither mine nor Trey's siblings has had a child you don't know about; Marykate's mom Jennifer is my 1st cousin, making Reagan & Marykate 3rd cousins. Marykate will be 2 in August & she was eager to help Reagan in any way she could. First, she loaned Reagan her bouncy seat, complete with a full circle of gadgets that captivated Reagan:
As Jennifer entertained the two girls, Marykate made sure Reagan's pacifier was functioning properly:
And did a bow check for good measure,
since clearly Marykate knows her bows:
Then they settled in for more of Jennifer's singing:
Marykate did get upset when her mama decided to spend some one on one time with Reagan:
Tired from the excitement of new bows & the trip to her aunt Donna's, Reagan headed home to await the arrival of aunt Jessica & decide which bow she would wear to church Sunday morning. Reagan napped during the service Sunday morning to gear up for the plethora of relatives who greeted her for lunch:
Her grandmothers extraordinaire:
Her great grandmother James:
Her great grandparents the Rays:
Her aunts Deni & Jessica:
And her constant companions, her good looking parents:
(Her grandfathers were there too, but we'll take pictures of them on Father's Day, maybe)
When I gave my mom her present, I remarked that I was sorry I didn't have a card. I used to love standing around in the card aisle reading all the cards before deciding which one I wanted, but you give up things like that when you become a mom. You give up a lot, admittedly, when you become a mom. Perhaps that's why we take & surround ourselves with pictures of our children.
I may not be able to loaf around Wal-Mart reading cards,
but I have this bundle that says more than any card could:
I don't have a new house (yet), but my heart has a new home:
I gained 20 pounds that are sticking around,
but I also gained these 7 pounds:
I don't remember the last full night of sleep I had,
but I wake up to this every morning:
Or as my parents might say,
here are our bass boat & summer home on the beach:
C.S. Lewis once said that "The homemaker has the ultimate career. All other careers exist for one purpose only - and that is to support the ultimate career."
Below are some of the homemakers I love & admire -
mothers whose hard work continues to pay dividends in my life:
(To my aunt Kathy: I love you & now realize I have no photos of you.)
And of course, my mom,
to whom I am only beginning to truly realize I owe everything:
"I regard no man as poor who has a godly mother."
My life is the harvest of the hard work of many godly women. I am reaping what they've sown, & I have sense enough to enjoy it because my own mother was persistent with me and, as her reward, I will now announce that she was right.
I look forward to such an announcement from Reagan in about 30 years.