My son, oh my son. This child has a knack for shedding light on situations and bringing truth to the table with innocence and blinding accuracy. My life is so much richer because of this boy who made me a mother. You must see the card he made me for Mother’s Day.

You can see how he captured motherhood in all its complexity, with rainbows, screams, ponies, and 800 miligram ibeprophen tablets surrounded by love and Elmer’s glue.

It is important to note that this card was created when I, deeply invloved in work, ok-ed the hauling out of the art supplies and glue to keep them busy. Earlier that day I had dropped a few pills as I battled a headache and instead of putting them back in their proper place, stashed them way up high in a cupboard, which apparently was very accessable when you’re five and climbing to get your art supplies.

Now, every mother tells their child that the Mother’s Day card he made for them is the best, but I got to mean it. If I live to be 100, I don’t think he will be able to top this.

Jonas, thank you. You will understand someday why I love you so.

Ok, I know I’ve been accepting a lot of reviews lately, please forgive me loyal readers, because this one is actually quite yummy. My fail safe plan for those nights where no one wants to cook has long involved Ragu sauce. Now Ragu has developed these new sauce pouches that are making me very happy on those days where I spend all day cleaning and the last thing I want is splattering sauce all over my stove. Now you can do it in the microwave and have pasta sauce in a 90 second microwavable pouch, leaving one less pot to clean. No sugar added and like the traditional Ragú® Sauces, no artificial additives or preservatives. So you can skimp on time, but not on nutrition. Pair it with some organic whole wheat pasta and you can feel pretty good about yourself!