DC (8) gave me a lovely hand made card and a tacky photo frame (but very cute thought)
DC (13) didn’t bother to say happy Mother’s Day, reluctantly made me a cup of tea that tastes like cats piss, no card, grumbled and went back to bed.
DC (8) has now brought me some out of date yoghurt as a “treat”
What a sense of occasion!
What have yours done for you…?