theparkerfamily
The quick brown fox jumped over the good, but lazy Parker family.
it’s possible that i am hardwired to be susceptible to guilt trips.
even if that’s the case, however, nothing in recent history has beaten the one that i got from our beloved m.o.h. (maid of honor) three days after the mother’s day that the rest of the planet had back in May.
(and by “rest of the planet” i mean “all you crazy people who have enough spare time to keep track of these things.”)
from the m.o.h., i quote:
Where was the sweet first Mother’s Day post on your blog?? Didn’t [Sparklet] give her mommy a present? I know [The Lady Sparkler] doesn’t celebrate Mother’s Day, but I was hoping that [Sparklet] would.
well, funny you should ask, because instead of celebrating mother’s day this year we were in williamsburg, virginia celebrating the wedding of a very good friend.
(and by “very good friend” i mean “high school girlfriend.”)
so tonight, a scant 59 days after it occurred, we finally went out and celebrated mother’s day the way mommy sparkler intended — dinner at hank’s oyster bar, drinks at bar rouge and then desert at local 16.
a couple of things, for the record:
but, i digress.
in all do seriousness, we do love mommy and are VERY lucky to have her. she is the omni-energetic ying to daddy’s thirty-minutes-of-action-tuckers-me-out-for-a-month yang, and a boundless source of love and wonderfulness for both daddy and child.
there, i said it. (thanks m.o.h.)