Finally they came into the bedroom, singing Happy Mother’s Day. H and N both hopped into bed with me with their gift bags in tow. I’ve come to expect the little handmade gifts from school. What I love is watching them watching me open up their surprises. This year, a card and a planter with seeds from H and a bracelet and a picture frame made from popsicle sticks from N. Gotta love it!
After the gift opening, I was finally allowed to go downstairs. Breakfast was all served. At my place setting were photos of the kids in glass jar frames, similar to these.

So that explains the homeless pickles and olives I found in the fridge. You can go to Photojojo, just like G did, for the how-to. I feel so loved.
Photo from Photojojo
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