Mother may I please be done with May now? I mean, there were lots of lovely things that happened and all, but please? Is it over yet? Can we just have some good old-fashioned boring time now? Or Slogtide, as I heard someone so eloquently call it this week? Slogging sounds good. Yes.
I’m glad that I kept with my motto “If you’re going to be crazy, take lots of pictures. That way, you’ll remember it all later as the blessing it really was.”
The other night, I discovered that my youngest daughter also has a motto in life: “Insert the word ‘nostril’ into at least one sentence every day.” It’s a good motto and she is definitely living by it. Sometimes, when she can’t think of natural ways to insert it into the conversation, she’ll just throw her arms open wide and her head fully back while singing loudly and passionately about the nostrils that are in her nose.
And now, some Mayness that I share with all of you:
Then Callie and Sadie went to their “Castaway Cotillion Prom” where Sadie wore my prom dress from 1990 and Callie was a fairy and their Aunt Janet was Pocahantas and as silly as that sounds, they all looked beautiful (thanks Aunt Janet for this picture!)
And even though I just put up ten thousand pictures, there are more that were taken and more that weren’t. There was the ordination to the priesthood of our dear new friend, Thom. There was swimming at Uncle Billy’s and Aunt Sally’s on Memorial Day. There was the graduation of some wonderful young ladies that we have watched grow. And now that they’ve graduated and school is over, I now have a senior of my own who will be graduating next year. Next year! If I thought this May was crazy…..sheesh moneesh.
One step at a time.
I’m so glad it’s over. And I’m so glad I have so much love in my life.