Poon Job's Palace

I can't believe I just quoted a lame cell phone commercial. Anyways I decided to spend mother's day with my mother (which if you know my relationship with her is a feat in itself). What did we do, you might ask?
Well I had made reservations at Benihana, and even convinced my brother to take time out of his busy schedule to drive down. Did it all go according to plan? Not in the least.
So I talk to my folks on Saturday and they tell me that they were invited to someone's house for lunch on Sunday. No problem...I could just bump the reservations back from lunch to dinner.
As quickly as I did that, my dad tells me his cousins from out of town are coming over for dinner. At this point I gave up on my whole going out to eat idea.
Now I had to get her a gift, which I was trying to avoid by taking her out to eat. Every Mother's Day for as long as I can remember, she has hated every gift I have ever given her. She may not say it, but the fact that she returns the gifts or never uses any of em kinda leans towards that. She always said don't waste your money on stupid gifts.
Seeing as it was Sunday morning and I had no gift, I hauled ass down to the local Safeway and pick her up some flowers. Apparently I wasn't the only one partaking in the last minute shopping. I had to wait in line for about a half hour for one fucking item. Anyways...I make the mad dash back to my parents' place just as they had finished getting ready to go out.
Maybe it was the fact that she was in a rush to go out, or was distracted with something else, but she accepted the flowers and was in quite a pleasant mood when doing so (which is not normal for my mom).
So anyways we went to their friends' for lunch which was quite nice. Only problem was their friends' daughter ended up giving my mom a nice set of earrings for Mother's Day, which made my offering of flowers look quite pathetic.
After lunch, my brother heads back up to his place and I head back to parents' place. I help my mom clean up the place and prepare dinner for my Dad's cousins.
This is where I realized that I shouldn't have stuck around. I get stuck for the next 4 hours baby sitting 5 little babies. The oldest of which is 2 years old. "Pediatrics is your specialty," my mom said as she dumped them off with me.
I love kids...don't get me wrong, but 5 without any other help was a bit overwhelming.
Seeing kids on a regular basis with help of nurses and staff is much, much easier than dealing with em by myself (albeit 5 at once is a bit much as well). Maybe it was the fact that I kept them busy so my mom could enjoy herself, or maybe it was the fact that I was covered in mashed carrots by nights' end, but my Mom actually thanked me for a wonderful day.

It was kinda creepy