There are rewards for motherhood . . .

. . . I suppose I should think of the non-tangible kind of rewards.  The love and loyalty of your children.  Knowing that you can be your child's best friend.  The pride in realizing that, because of you, your children grew up to be productive, caring, self-sufficient adults.  You did your job as a mother and you sent them on their way.  Happily, but with a few regrets that they couldn't stay little longer.  Now when they ask you for advice, you relish it, because they don't have to ask YOU anymore.  They value you and your wisdom.  Your children don't just love you as their mother but they like you as a person and want to spend time with you and really, when they are adults and out on their own, that is reward enough.

BUT (this is the gift-loving side of me) . . . look what I got!  

Mccoy (and you know I LOVE McCoy) jardiniere with pedestal.  I've never seen one like this before and it is in near perfect condition (not that I care about a few dings and crazing).

The detail is wonderful.  I don't know the pattern.

Even a half dead primrose (I hid the brown spots) looks good.

My kids.  They. Are. The. Best!

Hope your kids treated you special like the special mother you are too!

Linking to Kim's Texture Tuesday (I used Kim's 'luminous' texture again) and Faded Charm's White Wednesday.  Not the best, most creative photos I've ever taken but hey . . . I'm the crazy linky lady and I simple must play along! 

Okay.  Bye.