I’m not a fan of Mother’s Day. I doubt I ever will be. But it was special to Ava, which means it’s special to me because of her. The homemade gifts are so full of awesome. So are the gifts she picked me.
This day was good. It wasn’t special because it was mother’s day, but it was a great Sunday because we got to hang out and take it easy. Delicious breakfast takeout at the house (thanks B). A relaxing nap with the man while baby napped.
Here’s a peek into my day.
Happy belated Mother’s Day to all you mamas out there. And of course, to the best mama ever.