Happy Mother's Day to Me

Meet my surrogate man-children (I just googled that term and realized it is an actual syndrome which means that I probably need to remove it from my arsenal of phrases-I-think-are-hilarious) children:

These guys are seriously the best of the best. 

Teach for America Corps Member - check

Harvard law school - check

National Merit Scholar - check

Double major in business and finance - check

Capitol Hill church urban ministry intern - check

Are the kind of men I pray Bode turns out to be like and Mia marries - check

House-sits, dog-sits, fish-sits and babysits for me anytime I need it - check, check, check and check

 Eats my cooking and thinks it's fabulous (even when it's not) - check

And hey all you single girls (I seriously doubt too many hip, young single girls even know this blog exists, but just in case):  Three of them are eligible bachelors. 

I'm just sayin'

And these young men know how to treat a lady, or at least a mom.  

How would I know?

Because a couple of days ago they surprised me with this:

And in case you haven't noticed what I am referring to because you are too busy trying to figure out which one's going to Harvard and if he happens to be one of the eligible bachelors, it's a Kindle.  

And I'm in love.

Thank you, boys.  You have been a blessing to my entire family.  

My kids idolize you, my husband respects you, and I'm so proud of all of you I could pop.

I highly recommend being a mentor to college students.  

They will bless you more than you bless them, I promise.