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Erin Napier - my favourite celebrity mom

So it’s Mother’s Day in North America. Personally it’s a total bullshit day, just the same as father’s day and Valentine’s Day. Do we really need a commercial day to celebrate mothers, father’s, caregivers and love. At the same time, I’m all about celebrating the people that feel like parents to me. I think I tell those people often, they know who they are. 

So I would like to dedicate this blog entry to what I think a good mother looks like. I’m picking a celebrity mom that I adore. 

The trophy for good parenting and a healthy loving relationship goes to Erin Napier and her husband Ben. HGTV is my favourite TV channel and Home Town is my favourite show which is hosted by Erin and Ben. One day I’m going to go visit Laurel Mississippi where the show is based and I’ll stay at The Heirloom Hotel. 

Let’s get back to Erin. Here is an interview with her and her husband Ben. I wait for a love like there’s.

Now here is the reason I think she and her friends are rockstar mothers. 

I enjoyed this episode sooo much! They talk about values that the 3 moms work to in-still in between the 8 children collectively. Erin talks about the importance of boredom in kids and how that actually fosters creativity. 

I also enjoyed the story of when the family went to visit the big apple. 

If you end up watching either, share your thoughts in the comments.

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