Hope everybody enjoyed the weekend. Ours was pretty low-key and my guys got me some lovely flowers for Mother’s Day—two hostas, a dwarf Coreopsis and two flats of pink Wave petunias. (Of course, now I have to find the time to plant them. Gardening isn’t enjoyable for me. It’s work. And I find cleaning the bathroom more enjoyable than tending the garden, but I don’t tell them that. Except for my peony. I love my peony.)
And the Short Kid brought a Mother’s Day gift home from school, of course. His face in silhouette, with a Mother’s Day message on the back.
Mom, I love you to pluto and back. You are as nice as a 20 ton bowl of ice cream. Yoar the best mom!
He’s so sweet and original (though I’m guessing I might need to de-LOL cat his spelling.) 
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To Pluto and back! You rate. :thumb:
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Knowing my guys, I’m surprised he didn’t use Uranus for the cheap laugh. They may have “officially” changed the pronunciation before he was born, though. Don’t remember.
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What a sweet note!
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How sweet!
Happy Mother’s Day, Shannon!
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I spent hours yesterday weeding, planting, watering, mulching. Got a little too much sun and my shoulders are killing me. I told him next year to get me a card and an iced coffee.