I woke up this morning to a cacophony of snuggly, clicky, bouncy, grabby, nettlesome boys in my bed.

It was actually a nice way to start my momday, but I did feel somewhat trampled(like, by a herd of heffalumps!)by the time they were done with me.

Then my sweet man(despite the fact that it's also his birthday) cooked us a fab breakfast of blueberry pancakes n bacon, resplendent with homemade blueberry syrup. Mmmmmmmm!

I gave my mama a massage, whilst D whisked my boy away to buy me a magical mamaday present...

What a sweet boylet! He got my mama one too.

Pretty, shiny fiberoptic hearts.

Love my mama.

Sweet family.

Glad I'm a mama.