In an idealized world Mother’s Day looks like a Pinterest-worthy breakfast in bed made lovingly by dad and the kids while mom sleeps blissfully and undisturbed. Sometimes everyone is sick and is hacking at 5:30am and needs some medication. The latter was our day. We still made the most of it. M made French toast (shy of enough bread for everyone so we split it. Only one glass broken in the process.) to kick off the morning, then slipped off back to bed. Indy and played and strategized a picnic. A fun run around at the park in the evening then back home for an incredibly delicious meal a la Trader Joes and Monsters, Inc by request. All in all, a great Mom’s Day.
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