Mother’s Day

The boys are getting old enough to do simple things “on their own” so Mike took the opportunity this year to begin teaching them how to treat their mom on Mother’s Day. He had them “make breakfast” by putting my favorite donuts on a plate and allowing Hayden to cut the strawberries with a small paring knife (heavily supervised!) and arranging them on a plate.

The card they got me? MOST.ANNOYING.THING.EVER. It was one one of those sound cards with whiney kid voices saying:

Mooooom! I’m car sick!
I lost my gum!
Moooooom! Who farted?
You started it!
Did not!
Did too!
Did not!
Did too!
My hamster got loose!
It’s on my side again!
I think I’m gonna throw up…Yep. I’m definitely gonna throw up!
Moooooooom!
Dang! I dropped my milkshake!
Mooooooom! I gotta pee real bad! Uh oh…too late!
Moooooom!
Mooooooom!