Oh Heavens!

Let me start with the disclaimer, I love my son.  And I love his sense of humor.  But a mooning gnome for Mothers Day that he thinks I should put in the yard?  Now I love gnomes as many of you know.  And here is the kicker, I have even made a glass mooning gnome.  (Thank you Kevin for buying it).  And now I am wondering...have I turned into a fuddy duddy in my old age?  It scares me a bit.  This is the tamer one of the two gnomes that he gave me.  I told him to surprise me, and he sure did.  Last year he found 3' tall pink flamingos for the yard.  I think if he gave me something like flowers, I'd be looking for the one that squirts me when least expecting it.

So now, every few days, I text him a photo of the gnome in different places.  And I stop to think how it makes me smile each time I find a silly place for it to send to him.  And I am thankful for all the little things in life and having a son who thinks of me on Mothers Day and loves me.