Muffins for Mom

Today I ate muffins and fruit with my boys at school in honor of Mother's Day. I received two hand painted glass bowls complete with votive candles (which Dawson was a bit reluctant to give up) and two homemade cards with a class picture and each boy's hand print. No paint is in the lines. The class picture is hysterical. The day was priceless and the gifts beyond measure.

Mother's Day, I'm discovering is not about the gifts you get as much as it is about the people who give them. I love my bowls but the hands that painted them are much more precious. It's great to be a mom!