Muffins for Mom

Today was pretty special. Last night, while I was giving Jonathan a shower, he told me that I needed to come to his school today for a mother's day event. I was shocked because his teacher had not sent a note home (as far as I knew). As we conversed about it, he told me that he had done a card for me and a book and a flower and that he had picked out a muffin for me and that I had to come. At first I said that I couldn't because I had a meeting (thinking that he was making it up or saying something out of context), but then he looked at me with tears in his eyes and asked me to please go. Of course I said yes. When I put him to bed, he again made me promise that I was going to his school. I said yes.

In the morning, he came to our bed and as I was getting ready to go downstairs to fix breakfast, he asked me if I remembered that today was Muffins for Mom's day and if I was coming. I told him yes. At 8am, I called the school and they confirmed that it was an event for first graders and for his class it was at 9:30am. I took him to school and on our way, he spoke out the schedule, by this making sure that between taking him to school and going to work, I was going to his school first.

I showed up at 9:15am to sign in. When the teacher saw me, she was very happy. She expressed that she was very worried that I had not RSVPed to her note. I told her that I did not see the note and apologized. I am very glad that Jonathan told me the night before, because 25 out of 26 moms went and the kid whose mom did not go was very sad. I know how traumatic these things can be.

He was so excited to see me. He showed me to his desk and gave me all the things he made for me. And hugged me and kissed me. He was genuingly happy to see me. That made me very happy. The event was only for 45 minutes. The kids had to take their mom's breakfast order (1 of 3 choices of muffins and a juice) and the kids picked it up and brought it back to them. It was funny to them balance the huge muffin on one hand and the juice on the other, but they did it. We ate and talked to our kids and looked over their journals and other working books. It was truly special and I am very happy I did that. Jonathan appreciated it too. When he went to bed tonight and I kissed him, he told me that he was very happy that I went to his school today and that he loved me very much.