We got up early on Mother’s Day so we could participate in the Mother’s Day Classic – a walk or run to raise money for breast cancer research.
So while I would have liked to sleep in and be lady muck for just a little while it didn’t happen.
Instead we dressed in pink t-shirts (much to my son’s disgust) and met the others for the walk (the 7.2km walk). It was hard to try and get this photo. See the look of resignation on his face.
One kilometre into the walk he decided that it was all just too much and he couldn’t carry on. Yes you can I said and pulled out the pack of biscuits to divert his attention for a bit. It seemed to work and on we went.
Near the Adelaide Zoo there was a bit of a holdup and this little fella was the reason why. We couldn’t figure out why he wasn’t fast asleep somewhere as he’s a night boy and JJ spent quite a while telling me how strange this possum was.
As we’d crossed the halfway mark he was quite willing to pose for photos now thank you.
And here he is at the finish line. I was really proud of him for finishing the walk and not complaining too much at all. I’d been quite prepared to cut it short if need be. In fact he did quite a bit more because he’d run on ahead and then come back to me.
On the way home he informed me he’d conquered a fear that morning. When I asked him what it was he said he’d conquered his fear of wearing pink and he stayed in his pink t-shirt all day.
We bought fish and chips on the way home for lunch and had a fairly relaxing afternoon pottering around doing some jobs and watching a Marilyn Monroe movie (not a great one).
Luckily we didn’t decide to go to the Zoo because an orangutan escaped her area and they had to evacuate the whole place.
Oh, and I’d got my mother’s day card and little pressie on Friday after school. He obviously couldn’t wait and I couldn’t make him wait.
If you’re a mum I hope you had a great day.