This morning I woke up to the sweet sounds of my sweetie telling me "Happy Mother's Day". He half-hugged me before racing out of the room with an "Oh, I forgot something...". He then runs back in and shoves a giant homemade card into my hand. It's covered in red and glitter and "HappY Mothers DoY" is etched on the front. Inside is a sentiment reads "I Luv Yoo You You LuvY I LiC You."

"You lick me?" I ask.
"No!" he says with his sweet six-year-old laugh. "It says 'I like you'!"
"Ah, now I see it!"
"And I wrote 'you love' because you always love a lot."
My partner walks in the room. "She does love a lot, doesn't she?" He hands me an envelope as well. Inside is a cardboard flower with both of my guys' signatures on it that pops-up into a potted flower.

The two of them disappear for about ten minutes, only to come back into the bedroom with a cup of coffee. "It's a cup of love" my son informs me. I take a sip and taste the over-sugared, over steeped coffee. Best taste ever!

My son and I watch Curious George together, get dressed, pick up my mom-in-law from the hotel, and go out to breakfast at the most appropriate of all restaurants: Mama's. Then it was back home for a little Guitar Hero and a nap.

Best mom's day so far.