Mother's Day

Seth, May, and Grammy Grace play on the ottoman.

I had a lovely Mother's Day -- my first one. Christopher, May, and I went to Full Moon in Huron Village for breakfast. It's a great little restaurant -- a family restaurant for adults and kids instead of just for kids. I had buttermilk pancakes with whipped cream and then a piece of apple crisp. Christopher had poached eggs with "polenta" -- Cantabrigian for cheese grits -- and some random cocktail -- the name of which I don't recall -- made of part cranberry juice, part OJ, part lime, and little bit of soda. He had maple bread pudding for dessert.

Mom, Dad, and Seth came up and we had pie from Petsi's for lunch. We had a roast veggie quiche, a spinach-ricotta tart, and a chicken pot pie as well as apple and key lime for dessert. Also, Seth's girlfriend, Sarah, who couldn't come because she was with her own mom, sent up a fabulous strawberry-rhubarb pie that made Christopher in particular very happy. He has a passion for rhubarb.

Mom and Dad got me a lovely silver locket for a picture of May and Seth got me a big box of my favorite pears. (That may seem strange to some people but I really really love these pears.)

But the highlight of the day was the present that Christopher (and May, I guess) got me. A truly lovely string of pearls.