Mother's Day at my house is an interesting thing. This year my husband claimed that I wasn't "his" mother, so he was not going to participate in the hoopla, it was up to the children.
OK, so I have pretty cool kids. Especially Birk, she brought me the beautiful breakfast in bed pictured above. If you remember another breakfast in bed (think Candy Corn Nachos), you will know that things are improving around here drastically.
Though, I am cleaning my kitchen counter with a dust buster today, that should tell you something, too.