DH is away abroad again this week with work, so my mum very kindly offered to come and help out with her beloved grandson. (I don't think she finds helping out with either of her beloved grandsons a chore!) And this is directly after completing 2 weeks of Jury Service, which, to quote mum, she found to be an education.
Every night, before going to bed, I always thank her for all her help that day. She always says the same thing, "Oh, I didn't do anything". And that is just not true.
Here's what she has done this week, in no particular order: cleaned toilets, washed the kitchen floor, read countless stories to DS, helped to bath him, helped me carry the shopping, eaten breakfast at Carluccio's, come with me when I've walked the dog, looked through my family history box and labelled old photos if she could (see photo), made countless cups of tea, hung the washing out, fed the dog, played with DS, done the ironing, bought some new clothes ready for our trip away (more about that soon), supervised DS at teatime while I've nipped out with the pooch, stayed in while I took DS to nursery in case the UPS man came (he didn't) ... I'm sure I've missed a few things.
"A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavour by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts."
~ Washington Irving