If there is one thing that consistently sets Mother's Day apart from all others, it's the absence of any mothers at the grocery store at 7 AM. That place looked like a single Dad support group this morning.
To the Ninja mother, who keeps the family fed, clothed and healthy, words cannot express what you mean to us. Luckily, that's why God invented flowers. And grocery stores that open at the crack of dawn.
Happy Mother's Day, to Ninja moms everywhere. If Finn had his druthers, he would have bought you all cards. And then he would have disregarded every piece of advice his collective fathers would have given him and told you all about it last night.
Lousy secret-keeper.
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