Just wanted to share with you my favourite gift from Mother’s Day
A poem
Written just for me
By Miss 6
MY MOMMY IS SO NICE
SHE SCARES AWAY THE MICE
I’M SO GLAD THAT MY MOM
DIDN’T DECIDE TO CALL ME TOM
SHE IS SWEETER THAN ALL THE HONEY
AND LOVES ME MORE THAN ALL THE MONEY
And while I’m glad I scare away the mice that we don’t have
And am sweet sometimes
I was happy that she told me that, Duh Mommy, I KNOW you love me more than money
But it was the best word that rhymed with honey
Bunny just didn’t quite work, you know?
Yeah I know
Just wait ’til she’s older and realises the limited rhyming words there are for FUCK!
And then I’ll be all, yeah, welcome to MY world kiddo
Anyhoo
If you add the above poem to the handmade flower pot-slash-pencil holder-slash-clay thinga-ma-jiggy that Miss 4 gave me
Aaaand the sleep in ’til 9am
It was indeed, THE best Mother’s Day ever
How was yours?
Mine was fantastic! No more homemade, with love, gifts but they are ace at cooking brekky, cleaning up afterwards, hanging up laundry and of course, helping my ever expanding arse by eating all the chocolates they gave me …they know I don’t eat chocolate…but buy it on every holiday that I could possibly be part of 😉