This year, Mother's Day was….underwhelming.
There, I said it.
It sucked mainly because B worked. So there was no sleeping in, breakfast in bed or general putting up of the feet.
But B being the love that he is decided to celebrate Mother's Day on the Saturday instead. After I suggested that's what we should do….
But to his credit, B rose to the occasion which resulted in a lovely, relaxed family day. And the best part was when he cooked dinner that night. Awesome. It's so nice to eat a meal that you haven't prepared yourself.
My present was awesome, too. Of course it was, I bought it myself about a month ago. A voucher for some facial-y, massage-y, pedicure-y goodness that I got for a bargain – from the same online place I got my bargain colonic irrigation session. Yay!
On Wednesday, LD came home from daycare with a little something for Mother's Day, too. He had lovingly made me a card and a necklace made from penne pasta painted purple. I totally love it although it does scratch like a motherfucker. Shame, really. It's quite a pretty shade of purple…
I saw my own mum, Betty, yesterday which was nice. She brought me some chocolate slice that blew my mind. I gave her a card and that was it. Terrible. I told her it's an IOU situation. When the time comes, her mind will also be blown. So stay tuned, Betty!
I will leave you with a little conversation that LD and I shared yesterday which I believe is as good a reflection of motherhood as any.
LD: I love elephants.
Little Mumma: I love smelephants!
LD: I love nose!
Little Mumma: I love toes!
LD: I love penis!
Little Mumma: …
LD: You say it, Mumma.
Little Mumma: (Shakes head)
LD: (whining) Yeesss, Mumma! Say penis! Say 'I love penis!'
Little Mumma: No, LD. I'm not saying it.
LD: (shouting, close to tears) SAY 'I LOVE PENIS', MUMMAAAAAAA!
Little Mumma: Alright but if I say it, you've got to promise not to tell your father….
Fuck I love you. And you love Penis.
Happy Day after Mummas day my wildy talented and amusing friend. You’re gold. x
“Fuck I love you. And you love Penis.”
One of these things is not like the other, one of these things just doesn’t belong…
Penis? No. You? YES! And yes again!
Happy Mother’s Day to one of THE most dedicated, balls and all mums I know. xxx
I love that photo Angie … so great.
You know, he’s going to grow up to be a stand up comedian don’t you. Then he can say that word all day if he likes. What other job allows you to do that?
Ba ha ha ha ha!!!! Thanx for the giggle honey, needed it after my 5am start…what were you saying about reflections of motherhood?!!!
Ahahahahhaha!!! Oh too funny!
And gorgeous, gorgeous pic xx