All I really wanted for Mother's Day was a photo of me and my boys. I even thought how fun it would be to start a new tradition of taking our photo under my gift, the weeping willow. Each year I could watch how the boys and tree grow. Pretty neat, huh?
Well, in the infamous words of Mick Jagger...you can't always get what you want. Especially when you have 2 high energy little boys with agendas all their own. In my 1st attempt Alex wouldn't give up his coke without screaming his head off, so I gave it back. Ben decided it would be much more fun to show his butt (yes, literally) instead of hugging me sweetly.
The result....an out of focus pic with a cola crazed babe, a butt wagging boy, and a less than impressed mama. Yep, the look on my face says it all.
I'm pretty sure I won't be hanging this one over the fireplace.
But I will look back at it and smile.
I'll smile because it will remind me of my boys' wild, silly, oddball ways at this age. And they will only be this age once.
I did enjoy my day spending time with them. Listening to Ben tell his funny (only in his world) jokes.
And occasionally catching the wild one long enough for a snuggle.
Maybe I'll just frame these two images, side by side and hang them on the wall. It's almost my wish come true.