Mother's Day

I may not have a baby in my arms yet, but I definitely have a baby bump, and my dear husband thought that that was enough to celebrate the day. He woke me up Sunday morning and asked if I wanted to come eat breakfast. I am pretty sure I responded with "not really" as I was thinking about the yucky cereal I had left in the cupboard...but then I smelled french toast!


Doug had gotten up early and prepared french toast for me. He also had the sweetest mother's day card and a box of my favorite chocolates sitting by my plate. He sure knows how to make me feel special! Unfortunately, he burned his finger on the frying pan...not a very pleasant reward for his sweet efforts.