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Sunday, May 14, 2006

Happy Mother's Day

to all you moms, and especially my Mom!

Juma came into bed this morning, all dressed for the day, and snuggled up with me. "It's Mother's Day! Happy Mother's Day! I love you, Mom. Oh, let me get you your flower." And he brought in a flower he had planted at school.

"Oh, let me get you your plate." And he brought in a plate he had drawn for me at school.

"Oh, let me sing you the mothers song." And he attempted to sing a song he had learned at school, but he couldn't remember past, "I love you, Mom."

Then we had a big breakfast where we all got so stuffed we didn't even eat lunch.

On another note, Juma fell asleep in the car the other day, so I brought a book out to the car to read while he slept. An hour later, he woke up saying, "Attack! Attack! Attack!" He couldn't remember his dream, but apparantly it was something violent. After all I've done to try to encourage pacifism...

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