My husband went to church this morning with the kids for the first time in a very, very long time. I thought nothing of it until a few minutes ago when I saw two little pots with 2-inch tall half-dead geraniums on the counter. Since he'd been talking about buying starts for the garden I didn't even think that they were from Sacrament Meeting, but even so I had a flashback to Mother's Day meetings and handing out little flower pots to the moms. They must have been scrambling to get enough flowers for all the Mormon moms in this area - these are so sad looking. I really dislike geraniums - the smell gets to me. I'm glad my husband told my kids they were for them.
The last time I was at church on Mother's Day the talks were all about Joseph Smith. My husband said that they talked about mothers today so there's that at least.