I had a lovely Mother's Day weekend. My husband and the kids and I went berry picking with my MIL and SIL on Saturday morning and came home with some blackberries and blueberries and plants of each. They took me out to dinner that night (we couldn't find a babysitter) which was fun, but not exactly relaxing! I know I'm not the only one who would prefer to spend their Mother's Day having time away from her kids, but sometimes I feel bad about it. I did get a kid-free pedicure with my mama on Saturday, which was great, even though they were packed and running behind at our usual nail salon.
We went to church on Sunday and spent an hour or 2 at home (I took a brief nap after icing my back - I'm having some serious back pain lately, even after my chiro appointment on Friday) and then went to my mom's for lunch. We spent the late afternoon on Sunday with 2 unnapped children, but put them to bed early and spent a quiet evening doing virtually nothing (which was incredibly relaxing).
Had a funny little moment in the car on Saturday as we passed some cow fields coming home from berry picking - my husband and I were being silly, making cow sounds, only we were making them a little more realistically, and it sounded more like we were saying "murrrrr" than "moo" and she was so disturbed by this. But we kept going, teasing her - and she yelled "cows don't say 'mur', they say 'moo!'" and while I'm sure you had to be there to find it as funny as we did, it was darn hysterical at the time.