So....Mother's day...I can't help but feel a little guilty on this holiday. Not guilty about sitting on the couch flipping through magazines while dinner is burning and the dishes are piling up in the sink, or for taking a 2 hr nap while I hear nothing but screaming downstairs. Nah, I am 100% A-ok with that. It's the guilt that maybe I don't deserve those "you're the best mom in the world!" letters, or that I fall short of the "#1 mom" trophy necklace or that I just don't quite measure up to my own expectations. Today I am grateful for kids who forgive and teach me to love unconditionally. Who wake up smiling even though I put them to bed with harsh words, who quickly forgive when I falsely accuse, and who love me regardless of my very apparent flaws. I may not be perfect, but I'd like to think that I'm perfect for them.