my mother's day
my mother's day weekend (hell yes we get a whole weekend) started off with a fever and no voice. as i was a sneezing, sniffling + disgusting mess, out the window went my plans to spend saturday frolicking through the park and making josh take me out for dessert after. instead, i spent most of the day in bed. rather, couch. my brother's couch and with his dog stella to be exact.
come sunday i had had enough. this cold was not going to ruin my holiday. so i downed some dayquil and demanded donuts. and lots of other things throughout the day. because one thing i've learned (geez i say that a lot) is that you can't wait for people to do what you want. sometimes you just have to tell them what you want. and on mother's day you take it a step further: you kindly ask that they make it happen for you, because it's ma day, you know? so ANYWAY, we hit up nomad for my must-have donuts. because dude, NOMAD. it's the best.
and they totally know it.
DUDE. things were looking up. and i ain't talking about my temperature. thank you drugs!
the donuts were also for friends who invited us to their house for a mother's day brunch. it was so hard to choose just a few flavors as the place has a ridiculous amount of options that all sound equally awesome. i settled on these! clockwise from top left: ube taro coconut, rhubarb strawberry meringue, charred blueberry cream cheese + maple vanilla 'ol fashion. not pictured: vegan taro donut holes.
speaking of looking up... this kid always wants to fly. but since it was mother's day, i let josh pilot max around. thanks josh!
i was still on shoe duty apparently.
hey, so when do kids start dressing themselves anyway? 4? i give max another 6 months. and will i even be ready for that day when it comes? OOF. i'll worry about that later. BACK TO ME.
and time to talk about this mexican lasagna. because just look at it. it did WONDERS for my sick soul. and went great with champagne. what? you think a cold is going to stop me from partaking in some bubbly? NOT THIS MAMA. i know when to rally.
max did not have the same appreciation for the lasagna. PFFT. more for mama!
and i suppose mother's day would not be possible without these two dads. thanks for watching the kids while a couple of moms celebrate themselves! it was truly a magical. maybe mother's day isn't a sham...
and perhaps miracles can happen. case-in-point: this photo. four toddlers + two best mama friends + one epic mother's day weekend. i really hope i get so many more i lose count. i am so grateful i'm a mama and get to have days like this. no matter how they begin they always seem to end in bliss. and exhaustion who am i kidding.
xoxo, mama cheek!