There was more of a reason to celebrate Mothers day this year than normal since it was the first cancer test that mom took where she passed completely.
All of her other tests came up with strange things like the blob that appeared near the base of her spine which just turned out to be calcium deposits. Then she had the spot in her lung that we watched for almost a year before it got larger and was operated on. Turned out to be some kind of dumb cyst or something. So, this was the first test where there was nothing for us to worry about. She kept it a secret, so we wouldn't worry. At first I was bugged because I had this whole routine worked up involving sacrificing chickens, but after all the roller coaster doctor visits she's had, it was actually kinda nice to just hear good news without all the worrying. And no chickens had to die this time.
So we made two concrete blocks for her. One block had all of her grand kids footprints embedded in it, the second had all their hand prints. Getting Emily and Audrey to make their prints was easy enough, but getting Margo to un-curl her fist was a little bit harder. It all worked out in the end. I got Erin a "make organic meals for your kids" cook book along with a cook book holder for her since she's always trying to keep them open with the ingredients she's actually using to make the meal.
Since it was a cancer-free mothers day, we made a bigger deal out of the holiday than normal for Mom. We hung out and played with the kids. Then Brian and I played the Wii for a while when Audrey went down for her nap. Then, suddenly, it got really hot and humid outside. So when A.J. work up we all went outside and played on my neighbors new, monstrous play structure. You can't really tell from the photo, but it's almost as tall as the two story house it's built next to. I called my neighbor to ask permission to go over there, and she said it was fine. So Brian, Emily, Audrey and I all played on the thing (it's big enough for grown-ups to climb on and stand up in without having to crouch) while mom, Kim and Erin sat on the porch swing chatting. It was pretty much the 'All American-Suburban weekend' that Bakiwop would make fun of me for.
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