No matter how old you get, I don't think a gal can ever get to old to not want her Mommy. So when my mom surprised me with a phone call around Christmas time telling me she was flying in for a couple days to visit - well, it was about all I could do to not burst out bawling on the phone. For Joy - mind you, not, 'Oh no, I've got to surgically clean the house cause mom's coming.'
I didn't clean the house, well, cause I don't have to fake it for mom. She loves me even though I'm messy
And being that she's the worlds best seamstress, she took a few spare minutes to piece together a fleece quilt top for the girls baby dolls.
Lucky Doll.
So what do you do when your mom comes to visit? Sightsee? Talk and Shop?
Well we shopped at Lowes and Home Depot. Then we involved our built-in slave labor force. Back in the kitchen to patch in drywall...
Spackle, Sand, Texture and Paint.
Thing is you can't just paint the one wall affected. You have to paint all the kitchen walls...
and the connecting family room...
and connecting hallway...
Tom Sawyer had it right. Kids do like to paint.
I thought I'd have to blog about some fantastic paint spills, but no.
Grandma was on Quality Control and made sure they cleaned up all their little errant brush strokes, be they on clothes, siblings or walls.
But her quality control was so focused on the little kids that she wasn't able to stop Big Kid Prince Erik from laying Saruman's White Hand on my backside.
I guess mom then thought instead of managing the house of wacky's it would be easier to just paint. So she took on the ceiling.
Then just as the painting was done, it was time for her to go.
She put up with my complaining about probably near everything and patted me on the head and told me that it would all work out. Also reminded me of just how blessed I am compared to others. Just as a good mother should.
I love my mom and she can come visit anytime. I'll just have to cross my fingers and hope we didn't wear her out too much.
The painting is done for now. We are just putting back, de-cluttering, and totally rearranging furniture so be looking for some fun Before and After pic's soon.
11 comments:
What a nice Christmas present. My mom was wonderful about helping me do those things that I just wasn't able to get to. She always painted, or gardened, or something with me. You make me miss her!
The pictures of your mom remind me of when your Mom would paint your house growing up.
Always working hard and doing a fantastic job about it.
Miss you guys.
I love it when my mom comes to visit!! We quilt. And talk. And eat. It's the best. :)
This is a really beautiful post. I bet your house smells really fresh and new!
I doubt the home-improvement project exists that Mom can't do - sometimes I'm frustrated not to have inherited more of her more practical skills.
Sounds like you all had a blast, and the progress in your kitchen looks great!
I am lucky enough to have my mom only about 30 minutes up the freeway :)
SOunds like your mom is awesome :)
Love the handprint, that is something my hubby would do!!
Can't wait to see the after pictures!
Can you post some of the 'Finished' work. Especially the nice looking corners in the hall !
PE...
You are right! You are never too old to want your Mommy!!! Isn't it funny how you can be just "fine" in a crisis or whatever, then your mom walks in and you instantly dissolve into a puddle of tears!
I'm extremely lucky, my mom lives one mile away! :-) We talk lots, cook dinner, watch the kids play, push swings, watch style shows and movies with the other "girls" (my sis and sis-in-law).
Wow, i think you look alot like your mom. i am so glad you had such a good time.
Dawn
Wow! How awesome is that? And I can't believe how much painting you did! Amazing! You've had a lot to deal with in such a little while, so it must have been very comforting having your mom there by your side! That's wonderful.
Ahhh! I LOVE it when my mom comes to visit. Maybe I'll call her now and talk her into it. :o)
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