My day started out with breakfast in bed from my 7 year old daughter Alex. Cinnamon raisen toast with milk in a wine glass( a fancy glass!) and flowers and a homemade place mat, that I cried when I read the poem on it. The homemade cards she made me almost made me cry too, with the words,"I wish you weren't moving out" Then she and Petey the Pom ate most of my breakfast. Petey made up for that by sharing his half chewed slimy chewie by dropping it on my face. Ah, these unforgettable, wouldn't want to miss them mom moments. I am blessed.

Pam

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY to all the mothers out there