It already came and went, and you probably noticed there were no bragging posts about breakfast in bed or homemade cards on Mother’s Day this year (or any other year). I did get some nice flowers and a card that played the theme song from Star Wars. Guess being a mom is like being the master of the Jedi Council. Compliment taken.Instead, we kept it low key and followed my simple rule of mothering: moms are happy when kids and husbands are happy. I know, that sounds so 1950s, but it is not meant to suggest I fill my kids with sugar or hand Andy a bourbon when he walks in the door from a long, hard day at work. It means, moms are miserable when their kids and husbands are miserable, so why put them through torture in hopes that I will find joy. I believe this year’s Mother’s Day episode of Modern Family summed that up nicely. I too would have liked to have gone on a hike (like Claire), but no one else (like her kids) would have wanted to, and I would only have been subjected to whining, fighting and deep sighs (whether he knows it or not, Andy has adopted that telling Foley family trait).
So I got a day at the driving range followed by wings and beers at Shooter’s. Who says Mother’s Day needs to be formal? I don’t. Or that your kids need to be with you? Not me. Although, I spent the whole day with Alex and Avery, my best gift may have been a good night’s sleep – that night – in a quiet hotel room in Phoenix. Thank you Avnet for the Monday morning meeting. And I am serious when I say that.
