The minute I would have seen these awards being made I would have started drinking. Of course, you being the mother of the year, it didn't start 'til the last girl left and Whit sanctioned a mimosa at 11:00 a.m. I love your blog. I get to learn from your mistakes. Oh, and by the way, those flowers would have meant NOTHING to me on two hours of sleep!!!! Does that make me an awful mother?!?!?