March 28, 2012

Moss Cafe

we woke up to hushed whispers and continual pleas for us to 'sleep in'.
i could hear magic happening in the kitchen... laughter and the screech of moving tables and chairs.
a tiny part, in the back of my mind, thought about the MESS and clean up with a sigh.
but, the bigger part of me just smiled and remembered the many restaurants that my sister and i created for my mother.
childhood is about magical menus, singing meal time entertainment, and handmade menus.
coloring while we wait for the main course...
and, of course, sharing the food afterwards.
i love being a mom.

2 comments:

Thanks for taking time to leave a comment.
I love to read what you're thinking!
Really.
Thanks.