i have a love/hate relationship with mother's day pamper mornings at the school. this time around was no exception. monday morning my sweet boy skipped into class with me and then...
at his instruction, i rubbed some hand cream into my own hands, seven times, painted my own nails (i was smart and brought along my own clear polish this year... sneaky!)
i had my hair brush for approximately twelve seconds...
and then helped joseph thread coloured pasta onto a piece of string that amazingly i got to keep.
i guess you'd call that a success? mum life strikes again. but no matter what, i love his little face. so so much.














