Big Sprout, unable to wait for the official Mother's Day, brought me breakfast in bed this morning. At 7am. When I could have slept until 8. Just the same, I teared up at how wonderfully thoughtful my wonderful sprout is.
Big Sprout headed out with her honorary uncle at 8:30 to go fishing, and I dropped Little Sprout off with my folks at 9:15 so I could go to work. When I showed up at my folks' place to pick up both the Sprouts, Big Sprout was making me a grilled cheese sandwich! After we got in the car, she gave me a cute little card and a nice key chain with a wonderful saying about moms on it.
I am sooooo lucky to have her in my life!