Mother's Day Weekend

So this weekend wasn't just about Mothers Day. While that played a critical part of my Sunday activities, most of Saturday was spent celebrating my baby sisters birthday. Mallory, the baby of the family turned 14 this weekend! I could hardly believe it, I can still clearly see her, parading into my 5th grade class in a shiny pink dress, covered in fake pearls, and wearing sunglasses and fake heels. She was my little angel. She used to curl up on my lap and hold my hand. She used to carry around baby dolls where ever we went. I remember helping put her in a car-seat- Where is that little girl?
We spent her celebration doing things that she requested. We went to the new Iron Man- which by the way is amazing. I loved it. We then followed that up by going up to Salt Lake to buy her some new jeans. And for dinner she requested that we eat at the Melting Pot. It was delicious. The cheese pots were delicious, the meat was a little more tricky, and the chocolate was divine!!! I think I ate more than my share of strawberries, but them covered in peanut-butter chocolate---- OOOOOO! It makes my heart sing. I loved it a lot!!! So basically it was a great day.
Mothers day was a great day as well. We opened presents for Mallory in the morning and Mom after church. We ate lunch at my Grandmothers, and it was so fun. My mom joined the kids in a few yard games. When eating was done, I took a turn to wash all the dishes. The aunts and my grandma stood there feeling kinda helpless for a few minutes, but after a second, they must have sensed they were off the hook. I let them sit in the living room and enjoy talking. It was refreshing to say the least. My fingers weren't pruney for long. We then had birthday cake for Mallory and returned home.
I guess at this point, I want to share a few thoughts about my mom. She is the most supportive and loving person in my life. While I have been trying to get things straight in my mind and life, she has been there to offer comfort and words of her wisdom. She recognizes my love and passion for things and helps me to excel at them. She lets me choose the beat I am dancing to, and stands on my side of the battles. And I think one of the things I love the most, is that though this last year, she has not changed that she loves me. Through thick and thin, I know she is always there. I call her to ask how to clean my stove top, how long I was supposed to cook that potato, what should I do about the roommate. She is there, to help answer questions. While I know she is trying to take care of all of her children, I know that I am still important enough to make a phone call and say I love you. I love her, she is the best example to me. I hope that when my turn comes, I can be the kind of mother she has been to me.