I hope you all had a lovely Sunday and for those celebrating Mother’s Day, I hope you were treated and loved by your children.
I’ve had a lovely Mother’s Day. I woke up and could hear the girls downstairs – I laid there thinking “Ooooh lovely, they’re making me a cup of tea in bed” I stretched out in luxury – well, as much as I could with Jeff trying to hog my space and the dog and cat sprawled across my legs!
Suddenly I could hear the clicking of the gas ring being ignited!! I prodded Jeff in the ribs “Fuck Jeff, get downstairs quick before they set the house on fire” He was catapulted to the floor and scrambled to grab his dressing gown – grabbing a fire extinguisher on the way – no, not really, I’m getting carried away now …….
What my gorgeous little sassy girl had done was woken up early, went on the Internet and googled how to make pancakes. She had measured all her ingredients and was in the process of cooking them. Under Jeff’s careful eye she made me three pancakes and proudly carried them up the stairs. I was completely blown away with how much thought she put into making my day special – without any prompting from anyone. The pancakes were the size of rump steaks but I managed to eat them all once she got me a steak knife to cut them! 😄
Meanwhile my little Lana Banana was proudly waving her homemade book at me – yes – a book! It would appear that a card wasn’t enough to express her love for me – she got a bit carried away and ended up writing messages for the whole “famlee” including the dog and cat!
My two Sons let me loose in “Primani” to buy a new handbag and some tops and offered to either cook or buy dinner for us all – I’m a classy bird so I chose Fish and Chips from the takeaway 😜
During dinner the subject of tattoos came up. Now I’m not a massive lover of tattoos – I have one little bluebird on my shoulder that I had done at 18 – pure rebellion on my part – but not that rebellious because I did hide it from my Mom for months. My Mom discovered it after a conversation around the dinner table “Only women of the night have tattoos” she proclaimed – God love her, how times have changed! She then saw me in the bath and promptly dried to rub it off my shoulder – not believing it was real 😄
1st born was deciding whether he should have a tattoo. I’ve always told the boys they can only have a tattoo if it says MOTHER but knowing 1st born he would bottle it after 4 letters and end up with MOTH on his chest 😄
All in all I had a lovely day with my Sons and Daughters, who never fail to entertain and make me smile! Thank you 😍😍