Mother’s day breakfast
This was my mothers day breakfast. Sweet little Tara had the overly ambitious (for an 8 year old) plan to make me home made crumpets, hollandaise sauce, poached eggs. It ended up requiring a fair bit of assistance from me and a lot of mess in the kitchen. But there was so much love in it that it made it all worth while. Tasted mighty fine too. Particularly with the orange juice Sam painstakingly made for me, in the most difficult manner possible of course. And coffee. Lots of coffee. My mum and dad came to breakfast as well and my mum soaked up all the love and attention from the kids.
I spent the rest of the morning lying out in the sun reading a book while the kids gave me hand and foot massages. Pretty much my ideal way to spend a sunny day. After some snoozing in the sun we went for a nice long bike ride in the national park.
I feel so lucky and blessed to have these wonderful little people in my life and to have the chance to experience motherhood.