Raspberry Smiles

I can’t complain about my mother-in-law, especially because I know she reads my raspberries!  But in all honesty, she rocks.  She doesn’t tell me what to do, how to raise my boys, or pretend that I’m not good enough for her son.  Of course, she has introduced the boys to the dangerous world of cheetos and donut holes, but they adore her.  If Noah sees her VW as we pass her work, he will insist that we stop to say Hello.

I think the boys love her most because she plays with them, of course a little junk food bribery goes a long way toward winning the heart of a little boy who’s mom doesn’t buy him junk food…much.