Then one year she mentioned that she liked Nut Crackers and for the next several years at Christmas our house looked like Tschaikowski's Nut Cracker Ballet.** I asked my mother about this last week and she simply said, "It was almost as bad as your sister and those stupid unicorns.".
When I was old enough to head out on my own to shop for my mom for Mother's Day, I continued my gifting solo, without additional money or help. I'd go, on my bike, to this annual community school garage/craft sale and purchase whatever I could with about a week and a half's worth of allowance. My $8-$10 dollars usually bought her some crummy craft along with some over-priced, half dead flowers from the local grocery store along with 3 gummy feet for my personal consumption on my journey home.
After years of gifts like this my mom "suggested" that the kids go together and buy her some flowers, from a specific garden centre for the yard. Well played.
I told Chris that he should help the kids find gifts for Mother's Day, but he wants to encourage them to be creative for at least one gift item each, because let's be honest, it's pure comic gold!
Mother's Day Card Hall of Shame
The poem above seems to indicate that I enjoyed flute music, I did not. In the picture above my mom is the crowned blonde with the intense rouge and I am the brunette, The title at the top says Queen for the Day!
Check out the amazing retro Getalong Gang note paper.
That drawing on the left, those are supposed to be kangaroos - and yes the little one is wearing a bow tie.
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**An added bonus was that I was able to convince my younger brother that nut crackers had 2 purposes and would torment him around the holidays by leaving them on his bedside table while he slept.