I ate at my favorite chain restaurant, the one with oddly-Egyptian decor, white-on-white uniforms (why?) and more calories than one can count in a single dessert case; got a free piece of cake and red rose at lunch, which Ryan quickly took credit for (nice try); pulled out my back from being slept on by a giant five-year-old all night; dragged two kids and a husband around the grocery store; and ruined my freshly-dryed hair running to and from church in the rain.
But more so, today I was declared the best chocolate chip baker in the world by Cricket and “my big glimmer magic” by E.V. (which I think is a good thing, maybe minus the “big?”). ;)
As Cricket put it: Happy Day, Mothers!
