All I wanted for Mother's Day was a lie in and a cup of tea and toast.
DH and DD woke me at 9.45 (so much for a precious lie in) and presented me with a tray bearing croissants, pain au chocolat and a cafetiere of coffee. And a new Emma Bridgewater mug to drink said coffee from. And a vase of flowers. And some gift wrapped stuff which I can't be arsed opening.
All I wanted was a lie in as I'm usually woken at 8.30 by DD (5) when she kisses me before she leaves for school every morning.
AIBU?