There's nothing I like better than a home-made card for Mother's Day, especially one that comes in an appropriately labeled envelope, on my breakfast-in-bed tray (coffee and honey on toast, yummy).
Harry thought a lot about what to write in his card for me. I think he was remarkably thoughtful- "Dear Mum, Hey mum how is your sewing going? Are you making any of those robots? Bye."
He also made me a robot because he knows I like them. Isn't it awesome? I can see I'll end up copying this in some form next time I'm sewing a robot.
What a great Mother's Day. You know, I never thought I'd get into Mother's Day in a big way. Part of me thought it was just a big tacky commercial campaign to get people to buy pots and vaccuum cleaners and perfume. But now that I have two little children who make me special things and beautiful cards and who go out of their way to tell me they love me, I like Mother's Day a lot.