To all the mother's that I get to call my friends or family, Happy Mother's Day!! The story below is just for you and will touch your heart. =)
So, we had this 10 year old cat named Jack who just recently died. Jack
was
a great cat and the kids would carry him around and sit on him and
nothing
ever bothered him. He used to hang out and nap all day long on this
mat
in our bathroom. Well we have 3 kids and at the time of this story
they
were 4 years old, 3 years old and 1 year old. The middle one is Eli. Eli
really loves chapstick. LOVES it. He kept asking to use my chapstick and
then
losing it. So finally one day I showed him where in the bathroom I keep
my
chapstick and how he could use it whenever he wanted to but he needed to
put
it right back in the drawer when he was done. Last year on Mother's Day,
we were having the typical rush around and try to get ready for Church with
everyone crying and carrying on. My two boys are fighting over the toy in
the cereal box. I am trying to nurse my little one at the same time I am
putting on my make-up. Everything is a mess and everyone has long forgotten
that this is a wonderful day to honor me and the amazing job that is
motherhood. We finally have the older one and the baby loaded in the car and
I am looking for Eli. I have searched everywhere and I finally round the
corner to go into the bathroom. And there was Eli. He was applying my
chapstick very carefully to Jack's . . rear end. Eli looked right into my
eyes and said "chapped." Now if you have a cat, you know that he is
right--their little butts do look pretty chapped. And, frankly, Jack didn't
seem to mind. And the only question to really ask at that point was whether
it was the FIRST time Eli had done that to the cat's behind or the
hundredth. And THAT is my favorite Mother's Day moment ever because it
reminds us that no matter how hard we try to civilize these glorious little
creatures, there will always be that day when you realize they've been using
your chapstick on the cat's butt.