Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day to all of the amazing mommies out there. Happy Mother's Day to the ones who kiss boo-boos and give unlimited hugs. Happy Mother's Day to the ones who cheer when their baby is up to bat and to those who watch with awe as their princess dances on stage. Happy Mother's Day to the ones who are sitting next to a hospital bed, begging God to save their child and to the ones who have cradled their little one in their arms after they went to be with God.

None of us have the same story, but we all have the same bond. Being a mother is the most important job I will ever do. It is a gift that was given to me and I cherish it with all of my heart. I am not a perfect mommy, just ask my kids. But, I do take my job seriously and realize that it is my responsibility to teach my children to be good, faithful people. I am a work in progress and I pray that God (and my children and husband) continue to forgive my mistakes and applaud my successes.

Again, Happy Mother's Day to each of the beautiful mothers reading this blog. A special thank you to my mother because without you and your guidance, I wouldn't be able to handle any of what life has thrown at me. You are an amazing woman and you need to give yourself more credit for the job that you have done with the FIVE of us. To my mother-in-law Nana, thank you for teaching your son to be strong, caring, and empathetic--he is my rock (and he's pretty darn cute, too). God bless you all and enjoy the recent pics and videos (my sister Rita told me it was time to post some stuff).

Big boy Matthew up to bat!

James loves to eat...seriously, he eats more than Em and Matt combined.

My mom planted some peonies last year in Luke's memory and they really took off this year. Simply beautiful, just like him.

James and my gorgeous girl playing with the Cozy Coupe.

This is the epitome of our Matt.

NO STITCHES! Look at that tiny little tongue. There's also a little hair up there.

This is our sweet boy dancing. He just LOVES to watch Yo Gabba, Gabba. If you haven't seen the show, you need to check it out--it reminds me of a show that would have run in the early/mid 1970s. It's far out, man.

James is walking (sort of). He is not doing a lot on his own yet, but the skills are there and he will walk to get what he wants (i.e. M&Ms or the door out of church). Not to worry, though, as Emily and Matthew were very late in walking and they are just fine. My kids just like to be lazy, I guess. Hmmmm...wonder what that says about me and Tommy?