Diapers & nursing & rocking. Kissing boo-boo’s, handing out hugs, & making snacks. Sesame Street, building towers, & belly sandwiches. Falling asleep with a baby on my chest & again with a toddler in my arms. Realizing a little more yesterday just how lucky I am to have not just one, but two little dears to love on this Mother’s Day.
The day was nice and chill. Whole wheat oat pancakes were shared by all (with a white flour version for our seemingly wheat sensitive baby T), a flop of a photoshoot was taken, and my very favorite dinner was cooked (Mitchell’s Shang Hai Sampler, super yummo). Kris changed his work schedule to fly out to France late Sunday night rather than the original plan of Saturday afternoon. “Family first,” and it was much appreciated. Handcrafted tote and new kitchen counters (order pending) rounded out the festivities. I bring a tote of goodies every week to work. Now I have a cuter way to bring them into the office :)
I wore something other than yoga pants/shorts and the babes were in matching outfits. Perfect time for a photoshoot. But we all know how that goes. Too much effort = the most interesting of pictures.
|We now have documented evidence of hair grabbing at its finest.|
|Learning the great life lesson of being quick to forgive and forget.|
|Starting a rap? Laying down a high five?|
Happy Mother’s Day!