Happy Mother

Every year Mothers Day comes around and I wonder as with every such occasion whether daddy will have got it right. The wondering makes me feel guilty, as let's face it, he is doomed not to live up to my impossible kodak moment standards.
This year, I got waffles in bed, and a bunch of colorful mini roses picked by weechan. Lovely. I almost even managed not to ask if they had put any baking powder in. (They hadn't - "we couldn't find it so we just made them without LOL). I'm working on the biting my tongue thing but it is not going so well.
Anyway, as all mums know, the best present on Mothers Day is the chance to see this, my beautiful happy healthy girl running through the clover making me a bracelet.
I'm blessed. Hope all you mothers out there had a mother of all Mothers Days!