I am this person’s mum…

And that’s pretty rad.

After a luxurious 9.30 sleep in, we divided our mother’s day between our mums.

Lunch was with SAH’s parents at Pazar food collective (the new incarnation of La Lupita) for far too much good food. And at which Little A took a chunk out of his head on a low lying metal shelf. It shook us up and his hair was matted with blood, but it didn’t seem to slow him down at all.

Afternoon tea was at my parents for even more delicious food and a bit of homemade pizza, which Little A excitedly helped with. He was so proud. And so was I.

I have to tell you, I’ve had a couple of very good mother’s days in a row I think it’s my new favourite special date. Thank you family.