I hope that everyone had a wonderful mothers’ day with their families. I found this on my pillow:
Apparently my son had been in at 6am to whisper to my Pete,” Where is the wrapping paper?”
Without even opening his eyes my Pete waved a hand and said to look in the cupboard. Isn’t is beautifully wrapped! I love it. He also made me bacon on toast with a barbeque sauce letter M to mean mother – so touching. He’s very sensitive, my boy.
I was looking at my two the other day and was struck by how very similar they are in profile. Their colouring is different and my daughter has more delicate features (a kind way of saying that my son’s nose and ears look bigger). They are a picture of concentration as they try to recapture the space port from the Empire, or some such vital thing.
I’ll leave you with a feel good song for all of us who know we are crazy. Listen to the words – they touch home.