So let me tell you about my Mother's Day.
I was awakened on Sunday morning by my 4 grown sons actually dancing into my bedroom to Mr. T's "Mother Rap" going on the iapd, with breakfast....that they had actually made themselves. They'd gotten up early and everything, which if you knew my sons, would amaze and delight you. It was just so darn fun.
This were the toppings for the crepes they'd made. Yes, you heard me right....they made crepes....and parfaits.
My Eldest dishing up the batter.
And trying to flip the crepes up in the air. Being boys, they tried this feat multiple times...with varying results.
SD Boy dishing up breakfast for his wife, who I believe provided technical support for the whole process, along with the other DIL's who gave menu advice beforehand.
LS Boy on childcare duty while others were cooking.
The one photo I did not get on my Mother's day was PB Skyping with us. It was wonderful. He didn't know everyone was going to be there for the phone call so that was a really great surprise for him.

