Ruth Nolan woke up to a crash, followed by muttering. She got up to find out what was going on. When she got into the kitchen she saw the cause of the noise. "David?"

The teenager turned around. "Mom? Go back to bed, you're not supposed to see."

"What's going on?"

"I was trying to make you breakfast in bed." He smiled sheepishly. "It's Mother's Day."

Realization struck Ruth. She chuckled. "That's very sweet of you Davey, but you really shouldn't."

"Why not?"

"I have plans to get brunch with Ava." She laughed. David slumped his shoulders, defeated.

"Can I at least give you your present?"

"You didn't have to get me anything."

"Yes I did. It's Mother's Day." He handed her a box. Ruth opened it, then gasped. She held up a beautiful pair of earrings.

She hugged her son. "Thank you Davey."

"I love you Mom." David smiled. "Now go get ready for your brunch."

Half an hour later, Ruth was dressed and ready to go. She came into the living room, where David was watching TV. "You look nice, Mom. Have fun."

Ruth put her hands on her hips. "Aren't you coming?"

"What?" David stood up. "I thought it was just you and Mrs. Blanchard."

"It wouldn't be Mother's Day unless we spent it with our families. Come on. Your girlfriend's going to be there." She teased.

David blushed. "Ok I'll go." He put on his shoes. "Happy Mother's Day, Mom."