Yuula was so proud that she made he own Motehr's Day card this year. She kind of taught herself how to write those letters. I'm not sure if that's a good thing.
This year we upped the ante and brought Mommy breakfast in bed. Mainly because I knew she wouldn't get up for anything less than food in her lap.
I had a few surprises up my sleeves. First stop on the list was Columcille. Yeah I don't know what it is either, but it's awesome, enormous, and we're going to have to go back real soon.
Then after a short detour, we finally pulled into Remembrance Stables, where I got Laura some time on top of a horse. Of course that time would have to be another day because even trainers are Moms to someone, but they were nice enough to give us a little tour of the place. Stayed tuned for that little adventure...
Look at the size of this damn horse
Yuula got to see the brand new foal
I really feel a strong bond with this guy
Next: lunch. And for some reason no one serves lunch on Mother's Day. Just a lot of late breakfasts and early dinners. But Mother wanted a sandwich, so after trying Thisilldous, Riverton Inn, and Johnny's we ended up back in Stroudsburg at Sweet Creams, and you know what, it's where we'd rather've been.
After lunch we took a nice stroll down Main Street and splurged on Starbucks. We got Oprah-approved chai lattes because, I don't know it felt maternal. They were okay.
We drove around for a bit and then stopped off on route 447 for a little riverside action. Laura fed the boy and Yuula picked flowers and threw them into the stream.
The sun was going down and I know all Laura had on her mind was pork steak.
Kind of like us, in cat form.
there it is!
We threw the boy on the swing, and he just lumped there
We ended the day with a little hammock time for Mommy and her mommied
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