A Sunday to Remember

We went to see our cousin's mom's grave site today, and it turned out that seeing a couple of toddlers hustling around a cemetery is a very life-affirming experience -- even on Mother's Day. The burial stones are simply beautiful, one presumes, in the eyes of a two-year-old; and they are that, sometimes, in my own eyes as well. On the lighter side, we enjoyed bringing Mom her breakfast beverage in bed, where we gave her a Mother's Day gift Dad knew she'd enjoy -- a day at a spa. I got Annalee to be as complicit in the giving as I could, offering her the envelope behind my back and letting her hand it to Mama. A nice brunch at a good restaurant and plenty of time at the playground and in the front yard made for a Sunday to remember.