I'll go first... Me... Me! It's all about me, because I'm a mother!!
So... 🤣 I simply give no shits as I've always been a single parent to a now 28 year old (DS) and a now 16 year old (DD).
To be fair to DD bless her, she's always written something, all gushing, hearts and flowers and it brings me to tears.
However there has been many a year that, in spite of her prep, I've been sat downstairs catching up on Saturday nights TV when she wanders down lunchtime-ish, looking for some food and a drink.
Off she pops back upstairs, it could be another 2 hours before I hear the inevitable "Shit! Sorry Mum! Coming now! Would you like a cup of tea?!"
"No thank you, I have gin."
But the thought was always there, during the build up and advertising ❤️
My son, however takes it to another level and then some.
Previously I've had - "Mum, can I borrow a fiver please?"... 🙄 For what, I wonder?
Hand over £5.
Baring in mind he was an adult by this stage... (I'm thinking card and daffs, I don't ask for much).
To My Wonderful Step Mum on Mother's Day.
With Step crossed out 😂
£1.35
No daffs.
"Yeah sorry, by the time I remembered, that was all that was left"
Uh-huh.
"and the rest was bus fare"
It's pretty much legendary now 😂 do I mind? Of course not. You can only blame the parent really.
Actually to be fair, he did take me and his little sister out one Mother's Day. We went to KFC and then to a sports bar place and played darts 😂😂
I wouldn't change a thing. I know they love me.
It's not like I'd write on an open internet forum and tell everyone about their little foibles!
Okay,
Please tell me I'm not alone 😂