Like I’ve been telling Otey all day… It’s Mudda’s Day! I’ve milked it for all it’s worth all day long. I didn’t drive one inch of the 9 hours on the way home. I actually slept at least a third of it. I got out of one diaper change, and mowing the yard. I love Mudda’s Day! I hope you are all pronouncing that correctly… MUD-UHS Day. Speaking of Muddas… mine has arrived to Iowa. My wonderful Mom and my cousin Heather are here to help me paint this week. Speaking of another wonderful Mudda… Otey’s Mom (and Dad) came to the rodeo this weekend and kept Cooper while we both worked. He had a big time with Grandma and Grandpa. I’m home until Thursday night late, and Otey is home for over two weeks. Off to bed so I can rise (and probably not shine) early tomorrow morning to get my paint on! Happy Mother’s Day everyone!