My babies
Mother’s Day in our house started long before the actual Sunday arrived. In fact, if you asked my seven-year-old, Mother’s Day had apparently been happening every second day for about two weeks prior.
And now, almost two weeks later, I still smile thinking about it.
Every afternoon leading up to Mother’s Day, without fail, I would hear the familiar little voice calling: “Mommy, close your eyes!”
Now, as a mother, you learn very quickly that “close your eyes” can either lead to something adorable or something that requires deep cleaning afterwards. Thankfully, this time it was always adorable.
