My mother's day greeted me with breakfast in bed and an enormous bunch of wildflowers from our yard. Lovely. At church we had a good service and the boys presented me with a rose.
Afterwards we went hunting for a park that had parking spaces available to have our traditional mother's day lunch picnic. This one had a twist. Stephen took the menu under his brilliant little chef's hat and made a 5 course wonder. He took a poll on what I felt like eating since the new baby has been pretty picky, and ruled out all meat, weird combinations, garlic, mixing food groups, and eggplant. When I look at that list I come up with a menu of cereal and ice cream. When he looked at that list he came up with this - (not pictured is whole grain chips and guacamole)
Fresh tomato salad (with not too much zing), toasted demi loaf lightly spread with olive oil topped with herb-flavored goat's cheese, smoked salmon, and a perfect curl of lemon zest.
Focaccia bread with argula, marinated tomato, and fresh, fresh, fresh mozzarella.
Carob pudding with fresh fruit
and this amazing zingy citrus drink that had a lot of lemons and oranges floating in it.
Needless to say, we were impressed, stuffed, and baby loved it. Thanks Stephen :)
The little boys tried to sleep through lunch and somehow managed to wake up just in time for dessert being served. That's talent.
We watched this bug for a while. Jack probably named it. I forget.
Jon introduced London to tree climbing.
And Jack joined him to give me a token cheesy grin.
Add this to our list of classic family picture flops that I love.
Aren't they the prettiest flowers you have ever seen?
We left from the picnic to go to Wamego to spend a couple of days with some good friends. That deserves a whole post of its own. More to come!
Happy Mother's Day!
