Kari tells the story from her childhood of bringing her mom breakfast in bed on Mother's day. Which amounted to her and her brother hauling a bowl of cereal and a gallon of milk up the stairs to their mother long after she had actually woken up. So it was kinda funny when, completely unprompted on Mother's Day morning, little B came cruising in with a jug of milk that he could barely carry. He was quite proud of himself and luckily no major spills occurred.
No comments:
Post a Comment