How can a Mama refuse? But my back is groaning.
Mother's Day weekend coincided with a wedding in town and a complex babysitting arrangement that turned into a family brunch. Excellent fun; but busy. Busy busy.
Once again, I thanked the universe for sending me a Keith. I told him all I wanted for Mothers Day is was to STAY IN BED ALL DAY. He's messing with the sacred calendar and declaring Mogantosh Mothers Day to be next weekend.
So I get to drag this baby out as long as possible, sweet reader folks- and so do you.
This week an eclectic selection of my favourite blogstresses have agreed to share a few of their thoughts on mothers, everyday life and the Interweb. First, the glamourpussical earth-mama Anna Rummey of the funky Rummey Bears.
Happy Week O'Mama's, everybody.