There was a time, a very long time, where I had absolutely no interest in being a mother. I wasn't sure I was capable of loving someone with all of my heart and of raising them the right way in a crazy world over which I have no control. While I sometimes still struggle with the latter, I've found that I couldn't have been more wrong about the former. In just three and a half years, the boys have taught me more about life and love than I had learned in the 27 years prior. I feel like I am still finding my place, my identity, my voice- who I am both as a mother and as a person- so my boys (all four of them!) thought that the best place to help me continue searching for who I am and who we are as a family was out in the middle of the woods for our first family morel hunt of the season. They couldn't have chosen a better way to celebrate Mother's Day. I even found the first morel :) Happy Mother's Day!
Found a tee-pee in the woods!
First morel of the year!
Matty showing off our first morel
Hard at work
Found another one!
Found a snake too :)
Just like Daddy :)
Not a great haul- but enough for the boys to have for dinner. They gobbled them up!
Gift the boys made for Grandma
And for Grammy
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