To say my Mother-in-Law, Brenda, is an angel would probably be an understatement. She is the best! She is someone I strive to be like. She is kind, loving, and fun. She always thinks of others before herself even if it might make life harder for herself.
Brenda decided to start watching the kids for Jay and I one day a week. (This is the first God send moment. To know my kids are home safe with someone we know and trust is the greatest gift someone can give a parent. So thank you, Brenda!) Thursdays are her day now. Today was her first Thursday. And of course in true Lydia fashion, miss sassy was rearing her ugly head. Brenda said she couldn’t satisfy her for more than 10 minutes at a time today. Everything she asked her had the response of “no.” But when asked if she wanted Grandma to go home her response was “yeah.”
In spite of Lydia’s bad attitude, Brenda was still bound and determined to have a great day with the kids. So after picking Brayden up from kindergarten she took them to McDonald’s for a Happy Meal. Here she found herself in the slew of a mess. Long lines, no where to sit, someone tripping Brayden, and of course still a sassy Lydia. But they trudged through. After this she braved a grocery store run to pick up some supplies for dinner. Yeah, you heard (or read) that right. My Mother-in-Law went to the store and picked stuff up so she could have a home cooked meal ready on the table when Jay and I got home from work with no intention on staying and enjoying her awesome creation with us.
She let Brayden prepare the menu and he chose chicken fettucine alfredo, fruit, bicuits, and brownies. And so that is what they made. Brayden wrote out the menu and then they cooked. When we were eating dinner Jay asked Brayden, “Did Lydia help?” and Brayden’s reply was, “She just made it harder.” That sounds about right. Now there is something you must know about Brenda — she is the world’s BEST cook. Everything she makes is delicious. I need to know how she made the best chicken fettucine alfredo with no planning, no recipe, and two kids (one who was being difficult).
Not only did she make dinner, she also gave Lydia a bath and had Brayden shower before I came home. After his shower, Brayden decided he needed to “dress nice” for dinner so he put on his best plaid outfit. Just call him Mr. Plaidy McPlaiderston. He told Brenda that plaid and plaid just had to match.
Now having dinner on the table and the kids bathed made for a really easy, relaxing evening. I didn’t have to do any work. All we had to do was play with the kids and read them a bedtime story. Easy peasy lemon squeezy as Brayden would say.
Thank you, Brenda! You are loved more than you will ever know. You are a true woman of God that I strive to be like. You are so much like Mamaw in that regard. She would have done anything for anyone. And even though we miss her like crazy, it is a blessing to see that her wonderful qualities have been carried on through you.
P.S. Mom – I think you are the greatest Mom in the world too!