Our 14 yr. old son is, as we speak, making frosting for a cake he baked for me, and for my husband whose birthday was last Thursday. We decided we'd have a shared celebration. I just got back, about an hour and a half ago, from a Girl Scout Town Encampment. I'm an advisor for our daughter's Senior Troop. We had a great time, even though our daughter came home late yesterday afternoon to attend a friend's birthday party, and I hung out with the other girls in the troop.
The town Girl Scout Committee created a "Survivor" program with teams of girls which included all age ranges from Daisies up to Seniors and the teams had to create solutions to problems created for them. Incorporated into the events were things the younger girls needed to learn and the older girls already knew, like knot tying, washing dishes using the dunk bags, etc. I was very proud of our girls because one of the Brownie leaders complimented them for their patience and helpfulness with the little ones.
I'm and tired, but content, and in a few minutes am gonna have yellow cake with Double Dutch Chocolate frosting. What more could a Mom ask for on Mother's Day? (other than the dishes being washed, which they are)
I've been avoiding the news as much as possible. It is possible that if I hear some clod scream for Rumsfeld's resignation (again!) I might have to drive to DC and scratch some eyes out. pfft! pfffftt!!
Thanks for the tribute to military moms lodwick, they have the toughest job of all.