As usual, we are celebrating Mother's Day with my mom, my sister and our families. As we all gathered in the kitchen this morning for the usual coffee and breakfast mayhem that happens when 10 people are in one house, it occurred to me that we've been requesting milk for a "LaLa Breakfastbox" of sorts for years. Look at this:

Holy cow (no pun intended) – everyone has a preference. My mom has always respected and encouraged it. Like everything else in our lives, thankfully she's there for us. There for the lactose intolerant. There for the coconut enthusiast. There for the skim-or-I'm-gonna-pout little one. And there for all of the preferences in between.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom. We appreciate all you do for us!