Let's talk about Mother's Day. It's the one day — ONE DAY, FAMILY! — where all we want is not to pick up the socks you wore during last week's trail run, or find mouldy food containers at the bottom of a school bag, or discover your hey-this-needs-washing-mom sports jock on top of the clean bras we finally treated ourselves to because the ratty tan ones had to go. And breathe. We want pretty, and the flower shaped car deodorizers from the corner gas station don't count. …
