Yesterday I was went to a "Mommy and Me 'I Love You' Tea" at J's school. I got my invitation (a flower J had made at school out of painted coffee filters) last week and I eagerly anticipated the big event.
Yesterday morning, I woke up and pondered what to wear. I wanted to look nice for the tea party. I felt like I was getting ready for a date. Silly, but true. I dressed up complete with real shoes (no tennis shoes for a tea party) and a real shirt (no t-shirts either). Anyway, the tea party was really nice. The table was beautifully decorated with more flowers the children had helped to make.
J's class had also made us pigs-in-a-blanket and cookie flowers. After the tea party, J gave me my Mother's Day gift--a canvas bag decorated with handprint flowers and fingerprint bees, ladybugs and bluebonnets.
Isn't it really cute? Anyway, the whole event was really fun and made me feel very special.
Yesterday morning, I woke up and pondered what to wear. I wanted to look nice for the tea party. I felt like I was getting ready for a date. Silly, but true. I dressed up complete with real shoes (no tennis shoes for a tea party) and a real shirt (no t-shirts either). Anyway, the tea party was really nice. The table was beautifully decorated with more flowers the children had helped to make. 
J's class had also made us pigs-in-a-blanket and cookie flowers. After the tea party, J gave me my Mother's Day gift--a canvas bag decorated with handprint flowers and fingerprint bees, ladybugs and bluebonnets. 
Isn't it really cute? Anyway, the whole event was really fun and made me feel very special.
3 comments:
How sweet! I get a lot of compliments from my 5-yr-old - but they often seem Eddie Haskell-ish. As in: "Mom, I really like your shirt. It looks so pretty. Can I have a cookie?"
That is incredibly sweet!
When I was in preschool, we had a Mother's Day lunch for the moms. We made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in a day in advance, and my mom showed up to pick me while we were in the midst of it. She took one look at all the three year olds sticking their hands in the peanut butter and sneezing on the bread and decided she wasn't going to touch anything. But since she didn't want to hurt any feelings, she thought long and hard, and made her own pb&j at home, which she wrapped in the same type of paper and smuggled into the classroom in her purse the next day! I guess you've figured a few things out by the time you get to your fifth kid. ;)
That is one fingerprint crazy teacher... can't wait to see your other stuff. Glad you had such a good time. DO we get to see a picture of you in real shoes and a real shirt?
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