Being Eleanor's Mommy is a gift.
Mother's Day helps remind me of this reality.
We celebrated with Great Grandma Hues' ring on my hand (to remind me of her eldest daughter and granddaughters), a french toast breakfast, a photo shoot next to my rosebush gift, conversation with the phenomenal woman who molded me into the Mommy I am, and a first-time trip to D.C.'s Arboretum.
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| Eleanor enjoyed Mother's Day ALMOST as much as Mommy. |
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| YUM |
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| Eleanor Kisses |
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| Eleanor Kisses Continued |
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| E wanted to touch and feel every single plant sign. |
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| Intrigued by the Caterpillars |
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| She actually caught one when I wasn't looking. |
Here are the cards E made for her amazing grandmothers.