That's why all I want for my first Mother's Day is brunch in bed! What could be better than pancakes and snuggles all morning?!
When I was a little girl, I would make my mom breakfast in bed every year for mother's day. I would tip toe out of bed and into the kitchen and make my mom some unfortunate hodge-podge of unappetizing food (my earlier days in the kitchen were pretty lame), and she would stay in bed pretending to be asleep so I could "surprise" her as I clattered and clashed around the kitchen making a huge mess. I think the most memorable year was when I was about seven or eight. She was sitting there crunching on her eggs...yes crunching...and I was sitting there grinning, very pleased with myself, when she asked what the date on the eggs was. They had expired over a month ago! Whoops!