was greeted with a bouquet of flowers and breakfast on the kitchen table.
slipped comfortably into my skinniest skinny dress and wore a flattering hairstyle not resembling a mid-80's mullet.
elliot changed all of his own diapers, owen went all day without yelling at me once.
spencer didn't have to be gone at church all day and i wasn't announced from the pulpit of my ward of 5 years as "kathleen reed".
it was perfect.
...at 6 am by a 3 yr old elbow to the back, nauseous with an uncomfortably full bladder and slowly realized that it was just another day.
but this isn't me complaining.
it was a beautiful mother's day. a beautiful church service. and i have 3 of the most beautifully thoughtful boys in my life. (thank you for the homemade card and back rub.)
happy mother's day.