Mother's Day with Marigold

Sharing Mother's Day with Goldie's birthday this year was wonderful! I remember so well the Mother's Day when she was born—rushing to make her arrival after keeping me waiting for a long, long week past when I thought she'd come—a strong little pink bundle with a robust voice: never one of those thin little meowing baby cries for this Goldie-girl! :) I guess her birthday will fall on Mother's Day again every six years (or so?) and I can't believe we've already been through that first cycle. 

It was such a lovely Spring day. The lilacs were gorgeous.

Goldie with her dolly--who is named Lilac, incidentally

She chose popsicles to be her birthday dessert, and I was delighted not to have to make a cake! :)

We had to improvise a "candle" for her to blow out after we sang "Happy Birthday." Ha!

Goldie got an elephant sleeping bag for her birthday present. 

We also took Nutmeg on a walk!

Every year for Mother's Day, Sam makes dinner for me in the style of some restaurant or other. He makes a menu (always beautifully designed and a work of art in itself) and everything. It is the BEST thing, and the only reason I don't usually post about it is that I know people are sensitive about Mother's Day, and I'm afraid it will make everyone else feel that their own celebration is inferior, hee hee. :) But maybe this year enough time has passed that feelings are not quite so raw? Anyway, this year was one of the best. It was a "restaurant" serving all kinds of fancy avocado toast. Such as:

The food was amazing!! My only regret was that I didn't have enough room to try EVERY SINGLE kind of avocado toast suggested on the menu.

And, to finish out this post, a few miscellaneous pictures from May:

Two readers (maybe three, if you count the owner of those toes)

A "flight simulator" Seb whipped up out of cardboard one day (the foot pedals really tilt back and forth, as does the joystick)

Our beautiful temple

I just love walking along this blossom-lined path—it only stays that way for a couple weeks a year!

Same path, with blossoms now replaced with leaves.

And Daisy playing the duet part for Junie at their piano recital. They were darling.