If I got to choose a nanny growing up, it would have to be Mrs. Doubtfire. She (or he, depending on what you think of Robin William’s character) was without a doubt the best.
That being said, I didn’t need a nanny growing up because luckily I had the greatest mom of all time growing up. She would spend 12 hours a day working to feed me, would pretend to rock me to sleep (and then go back to work, and repeat said process many times a night), and would bring me food whenever I slammed the door angrily cause I hated whatever was for dinner one night.
I gave her this year’s subsequent gift, a picture frame from none other than the wonderful World of Disney, which took roughly an hour to make because I had to cut out the frames manually.
This was followed by none other than a nice old Mother’s Day lunch at Boiling Point. Yay for Asian food.
Hope everyone’s enjoying their Mother’s Day as well today.
