Happy Mother's Day

One of the great things about being a mother is that you have an additional day a year where people do special things for you. This morning, Patrick made me breakfast in bed. I often find that I don't give Patrick enough credit when it comes to doing special things for days such as my birthday or mother's day. I make sure to remind him a bit in advance that the day is coming up, but then I try not to say anything else. This year I decided to mention that I thought we should go to Panera to eat, and he said, "We aren't going to go anywhere, I'll make you something." Of course, my immediate reaction is, "The selfish beast" and then I learn a few days later that he was just pulling my leg. This year Patrick told me that he was planning to make me breakfast in bed. I knew that he was making it, but "what" the breakfast would be was a surprise. I was very excited when he walked in with a bowl of yogurt and strawberries, coffee, orange juice, and eggs Florentine that he had made from scratch. He really is pretty great. I meant to take a picture of it, but I wasn't patient enough. It was quite good!