I feel like I should be waxing poetically about all the wonderful things motherhood has brought me. But just look at this little face. Need I say more?Here we are, all dressed up for brunch at the Beacon Club with Daddy, Nana, Papa, MorMor and Busha. (Although, if your seating is after noon, should it be called linner or dunch?) It's not like I need Mother's Day to have a meal prepared for me, but I do need Mother's Day brunch to not have a kitchen to clean up afterwards. Poor Adam, all the years he spent working MD brunches at the Cafe, I think he actually feels bad about going to these things. ("86 the Bennies!")
The day is almost over and I still don't have a gift from my boys. Adam says he ordered it on April 21st and it's still not here. The only other clues I got were that it was a two-step process and it's being delivered to his parents' house. Hmmm...
It was a necklace with a heart-shaped pendant that had an "M" on the front and Mason's thumb-print on the back. So special! Next to my wedding ring, it's my second favorite piece of jewelry now. :)
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