Box Fan Mornings *BFM*"

     Why are you not as intrigued and excited by the title of this blog as you should be?  Because you have no idea what you are missing.  I have to give my hubby some credit, some props, a virtual high five...for my wonderful Mother's Day morning.
     No matter how much we mommies of the trade love and adore our sweet and adorable children, there is nothing more appealing than sleeping in one morning and letting Daddy manage the household.  But there is an important piece of this puzzle that is missing.  It's called MAS...the Mommy Alert System.  I find it virtually impossible to remain in bed while I can hear my kids in the kitchen asking Daddy for 5 things at one time.  You get SHS Superhero Syndrome and find it absolutely necessary to "come to the rescue." (Wow, I am on a roll with the abbreviations TM *this morning)
     Well my husband had an epiphany upon waking and pulled a box fan out of the closet, shut the room door and blasted the fan on high.  Those suckers are loud! Drumroll please...I slept in until 8:10! Amazing, amazing, amazing.

Birthdays

Mother's Day

Redemption from the Dog House my Hubby might be in...

I will take...

a BFM

Box Fan Morning Please.