Getting a Starbucks drink (last night, in honor of "Mother's Day Eve")
Snuggling with baby and hubby
Getting some specialty jams
Going to church and watching a whole bunch of cute babies get dedicated
"Finding" a Jamba Juice gift certificate in the car
Skyping with my lovely mom (and dad and sissy)
Still looking forward to...
Going out to dinner at as-yet-unknown-to-me restaurant while Uncle Toby babysits
There was a lady sitting near us at church who was very pregnant. When the pastor asked all the moms to stand, I saw her look at her husband quizzically. I was in the same quandary last year. The baby's still inside, so does it count? He motioned for her to stand. I think that's the right move! Come on, when you're housing a kicking little baby, you're a mom.
This is what I looked like last Mother's Day (picture courtesy of Kerri Patrick, who always thinks of such things:)
And from a similar time,
My mom said she was looking for this one of the Lowe/Munson/Cook women (from July 2008, on my mom's 50th birthday, I believe):
Here's a shout out to Allen's mom:
I also got this adorable little figurine from Allen
We went to a sweet Italian restaurant, Il Piatto, on Burnside by Imago Dei. The food was yummy and out of the ordinary (and by that I mean that it was the kind of Italian food that I wouldn't cook for myself). We waited a long time for it, but that didn't much bother us. Apparently, though, it caused our server to feel badly for us, because she offered us a free dessert to make up for it. So we got a pudding-type of thing, which was delish! We also ran into Len from Catlin Gabel!! I haven't seen him (or any Catlin person) for more than a year. It was nice to chat with him, albeit briefly. That's the kind of smalltown feel you get here in Portland: no matter where you go, you're bound to run into someone you know from somewhere.