This afternoon, Jay and I had my in-laws over for a little Mother’s Day brunch. The weather was gorgeous early on, so we decided to let the little man out again to do some exploring.
Can’t you tell how much he loves me here?
Clearly, he just wanted to roam. Did he not know today is Mother’s Day???
While brunch was finishing up in the oven, we all sat out on the back deck and chatted for a bit.
I also sipped on a refreshing iced coffee with skim milk.
As we were sitting outside, the smells from the oven were traveling right through the window, so I was getting pretty anxious to dig in. Thankfully, it was well worth the wait.
Today’s menu included my favorite Egg Strata (which Jay actually prepared),
and a new Baked French Toast Casserole. Oh.my.god.
I decided I wanted to try out a recipe different from my usual French toast, just to switch things up a bit. I ended up coming across a recipe from Paula Deen that sounded absolutely incredible (filled with butter, of course) but I made quite a few modifications to “healthify” it my way. I’ll be sure to share it with you all this week.
I enjoyed a good portion of each, plus ended up going back for a little extra.
I was nervous about venturing away from my usual French toast, but this stuff was on point. Perhaps a new favorite, in fact!
Jay also did quite a good job on the eggs…I’ll tell ya, he’s a jack of all trades!
Jay & his Mom
Once brunch was over, Jay and I headed on over to visit and celebrate with my parents for dinner (in case you’re wondering, yes it’s the same day…it just got chilly, hence the reason for the wardrobe change from hubby).
Dad took care of the entire dinner himself today. Well, almost entirely…I made sure to help out with seasoning the sweet potato fries nice and good before they hit the oven.
But other than that, it was all him! We had some yummy grilled chicken, sweet tater fries, sugar snap peas, and corn. ‘Twas an impressive meal from Dad.
And ‘twas a great day to spend with one very special hot mama.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!
Thanks for everything you do for me and for our family.
Thanks for always being there for me.
Thanks for being my shopping partner in crime.
Thanks for helping me see the bright side of things, even when they appear to be their darkest.
Thanks for believing in me, even when I don’t quite believe in myself.
Thanks, for everything. Love ya, Mom!