not the mama.

one of the joys of my job is meeting new people, and Kristin -who i now consider to be a good friend sent me this photo of her ridiculously adorable son wearing a car print shirt purchased from my store.

a lot of people assume i am a mom because i own a children’s store.

on mother’s day i received several e-mails wishing me a happy mother’s day, and though it was super thoughtful and sweet, and i do consider myself a mother to a fatty english bulldog – i am not yet a mom. a mother. a mum. mommy. or mama awesome. which i plan to teach my future children to call me.

but when i receive a photo like this. my heart aches to be a mom.

i am reminded of what a wonderful experience it is going to be. and i am thankful to all of those mom’s (and dad’s) out there that do such a brilliant job of raising such amazing and unique children.

i appreciate you.

and i surely appreciate this little guy and his love for cars.