So its Mother's Day. Which in my world is easily translated... Jillian wakes up in the morning and runs into our room and says," mama! mama! mama! mama!", until I roll over and pull her onto me and does her best to "try" and snuggle, but really just kicks all over as I narrowly escape an elbow to the eye. Can you imagine, a black eye would really be the best gift EVER! I wonder if they make shoes in a BRUISE COLORED LEATHER...
We've already been out to breakfast and now I'm at our local coffee shop "relaxing" with all the dads that thought they would give mom a break and drag their kids to the place where on a Sunday morning anyone without the java jolt to the system would so appreciate.
John and Jillian are at Sellwood park playing. Ahhhhh Morning...
1 comment:
Happy Moms Day, Julie
Becca
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