I came downstairs with the baby to an empty house. As I wrote on Twitter yesterday, isn't it ironic that the best Mom's Day gift is solitude? When Brendan and the kids returned, they presented me with Starbucks (triple grande vanilla latte) and Ryan gave me the biggest, squeeziest hug ever! I've been struggling with his
We were planning to maybe go to the Georgia Renaissance Festival today, but it's supposed to be thunderstormy later, and Brendan has a bit of work to get done anyway. So we're going to hang around and get some overdue house projects done. This may be a sign of my age or domesticity or questionable sanity--but the thought of getting house projects done is exciting! Seriously. When did I become a grownup? It's very disturbing.
Then we're going to make hamburgers and hotdogs on the grill (that can be done rain or shine) and I'm making grilled asparagus, too! Love me some grilled asparagus--so easy and yummy.
Hope all of you have a lovely Sunday, too! And if you're a Mommy, then Happy Mother's Day! I really hope you got to sleep in and start your day with Starbucks.