Sunday, May 13, 2012
By the time you are reading this, I am likely sipping a Mimosa at a mother's day brunch with nary a child in sight, because this lady, the gorgeous one in the photo? She's watching the kiddos so Caleb and I can return - after two long years - to LA for a friend's wedding. In all honesty, I know I'm going to be missing the hell out of my kids come Sunday, but I can rest assured knowing they couldn't care less where I am as Nana and Papa are in charge and the chocolate milk is a-flowin.
I love you, mom. I know it's the stereotype to dread becoming your mother as you age; I would only be so lucky.