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It’s that special day which comes only once a year. How are you celebrating your momma? Now we don’t wanna hear about any brunch – so you got any new traditions? A few years ago we started one ourselves with our Annual Mother’s Day Title Nine 9k in Boulder, Co. We realize not everyone can make it (and we’ll miss you). But you can still share the way you t9-ify Mother’s Day below. Make sure to check out a few pics of us with our Momma’s. Aaahhhhh, Memories!
My Mother and I shop for flowers at her local Mom and Pop garden center and then I clean up her pots, replace the old potting soil with new and then plant the flowers for her front porch.
My favorite way to celebrate Mother’s Day is to take myself off to the barn and ride my horse while my husband keeps the 3 kids occupied. Now they are older and don’t really need occupying so much as just keeping track of- but still- it is the one weekend day that I feel I can tell everyone “This is what I want to do and I don’t want anyone calling me to come home or drive me here or whatever. Dad can handle it.” I putz around the barn, grooming the horse and riding, and try not to think about anything else. While I am technicallty a stay at home mom (LOL) my rides during the week are squished in between picking kids up at school, laundry,grocery shopping and doing things for my elderly parents across the street.
And then AFTER the ride, the family takes me and the grandmoms out to dinner.
Bliss.
My favorite way to spend Mother’s Day is golfing with my sons.
I’m the mother of two daughters (8 and 11) and I like to do two things on Mother’s Day–dig in the dirt and go for a bike ride. It takes some coaxing to get them involved with weeding, planting and mulching–this usually turns into “my time,” (with no complaints from me), but the three of us all look forward to jumping on our bikes. As they get older, we’re adding distance, new routes, etc. I’m also treated to breakfast and dinner cooked by (and enjoyed with) the people that mean the most to me–my daughters and husband. Life is good!
First I call my mom who lives across the country. Hi Mom! Then, I spend the day with my two children, my husband, and my three dogs. Since I became a mother 5 years ago, each year we have gone for a morning hike. And since it is the perfect time of year to put plants in the ground, we make a yearly trip to my favorite nursery. Once we get home, I can count on everyone to help out and the results last year after year. I wish this day came more often.
Although it isn’t a tradition yet, I am starting Crossfit today. This is the year that I come into my own. I want to be a healthy and fit example for my young daughter. I will NOT follow in the footsteps of my parents – multiple pill cases, crappy diet and sedentary lifestyle.
On Mother’s Day, the mother (that would be me) gets to choose what she does for the entire day…that has proven to be most fun, for many years it was a long bike ride on the Burke Gilman trail (think Seattle) followed by some quiet reading at the park. Since moving to Florida some years ago with the family, it’s been the beach for a run, or the pool for floating (the run coming much later in the day because of the heat) then a dinner prepared by the kids and Dad. Some said I was missing the point by not spending the day with the kids that made it Mother’s Day for me in the first place, but by mid-day and after some ‘alone time’, I’m recharged and ready to be Mom again…makes perfect sense to me!
I get my family out to plant on mothers day!
My new favorite tradition is volunteering as a family at the T9 Mother’s Day race in Boulder. We did it last year and had a blast…should be the same again this year! Enjoy your day moms! Happy Mother’s Day!
The year my daughter was 12 and my son nearly 9, we had spent spring break in NYC where they had been enthralled with the musical stage production of “Cats”. My creative daughter loved to plan holidays and her cooperative brother usually went along with it all. Their plans for a Mother’s Day hike and picnic that year,however, were spoiled by a late Vermont snow. We lived on a small, hillside farm where we kept horses in a lovely barn. I was told to wait in the house until “everything was ready.” To my delight they had opened the doors to the hayloft, arranged the hay bales to make benches and a table, spread out the table cloth, arranged a few early greens in a vase, and created a hayloft picnic! To complete my special event, I was treated to a faily complete reenactment of “Cats” complete with singing and dancing like cats in a hayloft! I have two distinct memories of this event: I can see my daughter singing beautifully with my son climbing around the hay bales and crawling through the rafters as one of the cats; and, if I close my eyes, I can still see the open window framing the branches of a nearby pine tree heavily laden with warm, wet snow. Truly a Mother’s Day to remember.