The evidence of a well executed moms day? Tears. Check. At the risk of sounding judgy (can’t help it, its a mom impulse…) the spouse nailed it. Having received some not as thoughtful gifts a time or two (see: “mom mug” or “balloon” from a panicked early morning trip to Harris Teeter), it can sometimes be a challenge to manage my expectations for moms day. But dang! Now I am going to sound braggy, what an amazingly thoughtful day… brunch at a place called Revolution in Durham–which he had to make a reservation for in … wait for it… advance, and a trip to the Duke Gardens?! My “I just want to feel appreciated” cup overfloweth. In short, I felt really, really loved. I hope the same for all the other moms out there. Some pics of the day.
Come on… sooo, good.
Look at this ridic tile work… thinking about the girls bathroom…