I love this picture. And not only because the back-lighting gives me a deceptively angelic glow. There I am, giddy from my free Mother’s Day brunch mimosa and belief that this is my day for once — Today is all about me! My first Mother’s Day! Aren’t I wonderful? — while Miss Skye is completely unimpressed with me, her mind able to focus on only one thing:
“GIVE ME MY DAMN SIPPY CUP BACK, WOMAN!”
Silly Candy. It will never be all about me again. There will always be a sippy cup, or a doll, or a school dance, or a perfectly tousle-haired, singing-and-dancing boy on a silly Disney show that takes precedence over me and my needs. But that’s okay, and you know why? Because I have OJ and champagne in MY sippy cup. Yee-haw!
Oh, and, uh, because being a parent means putting my kid first and being selfless! Yes. Of course. All that good stuff, too. *Ahem*