We celebrated Mother’s Day a day early here today. Mostly because Monkey Boy is many things, but a secret keeper he is not.
Monkey Boy and Baby Daddy went on a “Secret Mission” this afternoon. He announced at least a half dozen times before they left, his Secret Mission was to buy me a present. I thought I’d already gotten my gift. I mean, yesterday when leaving school, he picked up a rock off the parking lot and announced, “I’m gonna give it to my Mom!” What more could a girl want?
My friend Bec was here sipping lemonade on the sun porch with me after our trip to the Argenta Farmer’s Market when Monkey Boy left with Baby Daddy in hot pursuit of something more than a rock. We took bets on how long after he got home he could keep the “secret” of his Secret Mission. The longest we figured it would be was 10 minutes.
He didn’t even make it through the door before making the announcement, “MOM! WE GOT YOU FLOWERS! I PICKED THEM OUT! I WILL SHOW YOU!” (Nothing worth telling is worth telling in an inside voice.) They are truly lovely. But I think the rock will last longer. And I’m totally keeping it.