Instead of the usual flower for Mother's Day (which I love and look forward to) the ward we visited on Sunday gave out candy bars. Normally I would have chosen chocolate, but when I saw the PayDay, I thought, "Hey, I love those and I deserve a payday." My goal was to eat it alone and not share a single tiny bit (selfish, I know) but by the time Relief Society rolled around I was starving and Charlotte was too keen to know there was a candy wrapper being opened.