Mother's Day AND Easter are coming up - great, like this town's not obsessed with brunch already. So, this year, I have a mother-in-law who's speaking to me, my wife's a mother, and there's some big production planned. Or maybe I'm planning it? Oh, no. All I know is, I'm supposed to be alert on a weekend moring twice somtime soon.
The baby is trying to learn to walk and thinks I'm her personal set of training wheels, too. Great. Her, her mother, and her grandmother all hopped up on sugar and chocolate all in one place. I can hear them now. "Miguel!" "Miiiike!" "DAAAAH!"
I wonder who will be the first to throw something?