"Mother Dear, I love you so.."

My only daughter made me breakfast in bed for Mother's Day.

{I forgot to snap a picture after that chocolate protein shake right there, was later spilled all over the counter and floor}

Then she and her brothers walked that breakfast-on-tray up the 17 stairs without a single spill {that I know of} and proceeded to waken me with a rousing rendition {and I mean, rousing} of the lovely primary song, "Mother, Dear..."

I'm awake! I'm awake! was my first reaction, thinking there might be a fire or something. Happy to realize it was only my cherubs, I elevated my achy body {I'm so old} and listened to their song while enjoying my oatmeal, toast, apple and chocolate protein shake.

They really love me.

And also know how to serve a mean, well-balanced meal!

Being a mom is cool.