Mother's Day 2013

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Mother's Day 2013

Often on Mother's Day, I travel up to see my own mother. She's awesome, is named Kathy and lives in Everett, WA. But we were just up there a few weekends ago for a baby shower, and we did not feel like another long car ride. So instead, we went to the Labrynthe.  

On the Porch of the Labrynthe, a community house in SE Portland

The people in this picture are people I like to refer to as my tribe.  This is part of the inner circle of that tribe. All these people are wonderful.  I'm of course partial.  The children connected to these people are not shown for they are out playing in the yard. 

The Labrynthe is a community house.  It is run by a Matriarch.  That Matriarch is Naomi.  

This is Naomi.  She is a great Matriarch. 

Naomi is pregnant.  She will be a mother sometime in December.  I believe she will be very good at being a mother because she is a Pisces with a Leo Moon.  My mother is a Pisces with a Leo Moon and she is pretty awesome at being a mother.  Therefore it follows that Naomi will kick ass at this task as well.  I'm not always logical, but I'm almost always right. 

Mother's Day at the Labrynthe was celebrated with food, champagne and orange juice.  I would like to thank Caylee and Skye for the excellent brunch. It was delicious.  Eggs with spinach, biscuits, mushroom gravy, bacon, potatoes, and scones.  I ate everything.  We brought a salad, but it was forgotten.  This took the "la" out of our salad.  

Back to Mother's Day.  There were four mothers and one mother to be in attendance, so I took a picture of them. 

M.I.L.H.  Mothers I Like to Hug. (L to R) Cortina, Kelly, Skye, Amber and Naomi

Also, we cast a spell on Caylee using a magic flute.  Here is a picture of the spell being worked. 

Caylee gets hexed with fertility. 

My highlight of the day was when I was told by Christian, Skye's son, "I like you."  This is Christian. 

Christian, a rad little kid. 

Happy Mother's Day!  To the expecting mothers, to the single mothers, to the mothers of many, to those who fill the role of mother, to my child's mother, and to my own mother.  To all the categories of mothers that I forgot.  We grow in your bodies and you grow in our hearts.