Me too. There’s a time when all this must stop.
Happy Mother’s Day, Granny.
DH took my oldest son and me out for brunch. I was making sure I wasn’t going to dribble something on my black top. Made it through dinner and went back to pick up a lemon bar with powdered sugar sprinkle on top.
He knocked it out of my hand as he was getting up to let me sit down and my once black top and the floor was white. Was I a mess!
DH blotted me off after I sat down and innocently asked, “Would you like another one?” 😍
And of course you were wearing black.
It never fails, stars.