If you spied a BLUE GARDEN GNOME in my last post, then you were correct. 10 points for you. Matty and the boys bought it for me for Mother’s Day. Do I have the best family or what? It tickles me to pieces that Matt knows me so well. He loves to make me laugh.
So a blue garden gnome (along with a plethora of flowers for my hanging baskets) was a perfect Mother’s Day gift. The gnomes official job is to watch over the neighborhood. He brings tranquility and peace to all that enter. I think he brings a touch of class as well. It’s hard to even notice anything else when he’s around. A patio set on the sewer? Where?!? I don’t see anything.
A massively huge belly? Hardly noticeable compared to the little blue gnome.
I just expected her to come early. It’s okay. Motherhood is not for wimps. So I buck up and deal and realize that the JOKE IS ON ME. Har, har. Besides, I guess that is what happens when one has a girl. I know that Matt NEVER waits on me for me anything. I am the epitome of punctuality.
Always on time. Never late.
10 points for us.