Oopsie

So I made a pretty big mistake and John is the one that suffered.  This weekend has kind of been crazy, good crazy.  My older brother Ryan graduated from the U on Friday.  Then, Saturday was the last time for two years my two brothers would be together because Blake is leaving on his mission to Texas the 14th.  Anyway, Sat. night we celebrated Mother's day too.  We did the whole gift thing and dinner and fun.  So yesterday, Sunday, I thought it was the real Mother's Day.  I was a little down because John didn't even seem to acknowledge it, even though I reminded him to call his mom.   John's sister Gina invited us over for dinner and I thought it was because his parents were out of town and wanted to celebrate.  So on the way to Tooele, I said the following stupid things:

"So honey did you know that I'm a mother?"

"Yes, you are the mother of our family." and he said it with much trepidation of where this was going.

I said with a very calm but sad voice "so why didn't you say happy mother's day?"

Silence followed and attached was a very upset and sad face from John.  He felt so bad!  Then I realized I needed to get over it now that I got it out, and we were trying to move on by the time we got there.

We are sitting around the dinner table and I asked Gina's kids if they helped their mom and they told me all sorts of wonderful things they did for her.  I asked if they told her happy mother's day.  Lol, and this is where out of the mouth of babes I was corrected.  I looked over at John with a very sheepish "I'm so sorry" look.  

What's cute is John just took my word for it and thought it was Mother's Day too.  I was relieved that I wrong, and I think John is too.  Oh dear.