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happy (milinovich) mothers day, 2018!

happy mother's day from the milinovich boys.  we recognize that mothers day isn't always a joyful day for everyone, but for us, we have to say that we are blessed with wonderful examples of motherhood in the boys' motherr, grandparents, aunts, and church moms.  in order to celebrate all that incredible love and nurturing, we've been making an annual mothers day video for 10 years now!

here you can see our 10th installment, a tribute to moms everywhere, and especially our mom, using bob marley's "three little birds," as a way of saying that mom always seems to make everything alright, even when things are broken or overwhelming.  we hope you enjoy!




below you can see all our other videos, in reverse order (amazing how much these kids keep growing!).

here was last years, a superhero kind of tribute:




in 2016 we were moving and preparing to make a new home:



in 2015 we were celebrating the way mom nurtures and feeds us:



2014's is still my favorite.  i like to think that Bruce himself has seen this and chuckled.  we gave her tickets to a Springsteen show this year, so we celebrated with a Boss-themed video:



in 2013 we decided to showcase our uniqueness and creativity.  one of the things i love about making these videos is how much the kids are free to just be themselves and get a little crazy without worrying if people are watching.  makes me proud!



in 2012 we were thinking about how much we are growing and developing, and how mom helps us with all that goes with that....


in 2011 we were thinking about how mom loves us, keeps us safe, and helps us get rest.



in 2010 we were just learning some tricks, and some of this is hard to see/read, but we had fun with a kind of old time movie theme.


holy moly these kids were little in 2009!  in our first video, jack talked a good bit about his mamma mia, while cade tried to escape....


who knows how much longer we'll be doing these, but it feels good to have a nice collection of 10, an archived history of 10 years of growing up beyond blessed with a mom who is always there for us, and who is definitely worthy of celebrating.

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