Pastor, Peabody Bible Church
She closes her eyes and holds out her hands because her sweet child has a gift for her. The youngster shouts, “Happy Mother’s Day, Mommy! I love you!”
Mommy opens her eyes and smiles, then casts a “watch-and-learn” glance at her husband who had just given her two bags of potting soil — the convenience store had a pallet of them by the gas pumps when he went to refill his enormous travel mug.
Mommy’s little giggling angel says, “Read this first,” while patting the front of the homemade card, which displayed a happy face drawn with crayon and the words “Happy Momy Day . . . God and me luvs u.”
When Mommy opens the card and blubbers over the small glue and glitter handprint, Daddy wonders if his gigantic card that plays the theme from “Jaws,” was a good idea. He found it inside the convenience store when he bought the potting soil and refilled his enormous travel mug.
The little cherub asks, “Do you like my card, Mommy?”
Mother opens her mouth to answer “Yes” but only squeaks emerge. She nods her head up and down.
“Smell it, Mommy,” the sweet little voice requests. So Mommy raises the card to her runny nose and smells the aroma of scented crayons. Chills go up Daddy’s back as he realizes that the strong pine tree-shaped air freshener he put in the other giant card that he sent to his mother may have been a poor choice. He found it at the convenience store where he bought the potting soil, giant cards, and refilled his enormous travel mug.
(Read in next week’s edition about the opening of the gift.)