we went up to Flat Rock, stopped at the bakery for a potato pizza. then journeyed to Jones Gap State Park for some river-tromping. camera ran out of batteries, so i don't have pictures of that. probably the best thing for me, though. my hands were free and able to hold little hands and skip rocks.
i think these smaller holidays rarely turn out like you think they might. mother's day is never exactly what i thought it would be. it all comes back to those blasted expectations, as always. luckily for me, my husband isn't too big on expectations. he seemed to enjoy the day. we all did.
i know i've said it before, but i've got to say it again. i've got a good one here, folks. the best.

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