thank you

Josie, Hank (and Daddy, too), thank you for a sweet Mother's Day. 

A homemade card (I love the concentration, baby girl) that daddy showed you how to make. 

And if you've ever received a handmade card from my darling husband, 

you know exactly what I mean. 

Who cares if you're running late to church?

 When your two-year-old SWEETLY asks you to paint her finger nails, 

there's always time for a little impromptu pampering. 

We ended up not being late at all and had time for a few 

sweet smiles and kisses before leaving for church.

Brunch, playing in the sprinkler, nap, out to eat for dinner and 

then cake and ice cream to celebrate my sister-in-law's birthday. 

Kind of the perfect day.

Josie and Hank, you made Mother's Day perfect for me. 

Not perfect in the sense that everything ran smoothly, 

but perfect in the sense that I got to spend the day with you two.

Motherhood isn't anything that I had expected, 

but it is already everything I had hoped for.

And it's all because of you, my darling little stinkers, I mean, angels. :-)