What a wonderful day. I was treated like royalty by my three sons. They started by making me a wonderful breakfast; pancakes from scratch with fresh sliced strawberries and whipped cream and of course the homemade hashbrowns. They worked real hard at getting the house cleaned before church, they did a splendid job. I was able to give the relief society lesson for a sick sister, but it was the lesson she gave last month, but I gave it anyway. The boys including Russell made a nice lunch. After that we headed to the park to spend time with the Mills family at the park.
Russell was kind enough to buy me a new fridge for mother's day. But the gift that surprised me the most was the wheelbarrow that was brought back from the dead. The boys knew I needed a wheelbarrow, and the one I had had seen better days. They tore the entire thing apart, made a new handle, painted it, and put it all back together with new bolts. I was amazed at how they could work so hard together and for me not to know what they were up too. I thought they were working on their fort north of the house. If you ask any of them, they will each tell you it was their idea!!!
