A few Fran thoughts for Mother's Day

My kids have all left home now, and don't live nearby, so Mother's Day is a bit different round here.  But then, on the other hand, Mother's Day with OUR family was always going to be different, whether they were here or not ...

Here are my Mother's Day thoughts:

1. If you pass on your bizarre and dark sense of humour to your son, you have only yourself to blame when your Mother's Day card is the birthday card you sent him earlier that month, recycled, and with all the irrelevant bits crossed out.

2. For the same reason, your older daughter's version of 'buying you a drink for Mother's Day' may involve her sellotaping a teabag inside your card.

3. Sending your youngest daughter a text saying, 'Happy Mother's Day.  Oops.  No.  That's YOUR line.' is likely to be taken offence at, however funny you thought it was at the time.

4. When your kids have left home, taking yourself and your husband out for a Mother's Day lunch is always going to feel a little strange as you sit there, surrounded by families of 33, on your table for two.  On the other hand, it is more peaceful than it was when they were young, not having to a) stop them singing and doing beat box/playing drums on the casserole dishes; b) stop them playing table football with vegetables.


Hubert wasn't going to be quite so gleeful when he realised that his parents, aunts, uncles,
grandparents and cousins had all sloped out of the restaurant, leaving him there alone

Comments

  1. hausfrau18/3/12 09:23

    I have sent my mother flowers and a restrained card of the 'Happy Mother's Day' variety. She is pleased. She also has one from my sister-in-law, twice the size and four times the sentiment. My girls are doing it their way - but have also not opted for sentiment: you're right, we reap what we sow.
    (I LOVE the teabag idea and may have to pinch it.)

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    1. Fran Hill18/3/12 10:03

      I applaud your use of the 'restrained' card. How come it takes so long to find a restrained one, but there are thousands and thousands of the pink and fluffy ones?

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  2. Used-to-Bees18/3/12 09:53

    Me too on the teabag front - everyone is going to get one of those strapped to their birthday cards this year! Especially the ones who are about to be eighteen.

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    1. Fran Hill18/3/12 10:10

      I shall tell my eldest daughter how she is now saving the whole nation money.

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  3. Martin18/3/12 11:45

    I sent my mum a text, wishing her a happy day. Long story...

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    1. Fran Hill18/3/12 13:53

      You win the prize for the Most Intriguing Comment of the Day.

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  4. SmitoniusAndSonata18/3/12 12:20

    I liked last year's Mother's Day card better , so it's going back up , too . It's probably just as well only one daughter ever sends a card , otherwise I might look as though I had secret offspring .
    Meanwhile , I'll adopt anyone who sends me a teabag .

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    1. Fran Hill18/3/12 13:54

      Love that idea! Putting last year's up! I'll let my older daughter know about your kind offer to adopt teabag-senders. She may consider a transfer.

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  5. Sarah Hill18/3/12 14:17

    Transfer hereby requested, and thanks, I thought it was a rather good idea too...

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    1. Fran Hill18/3/12 15:13

      We will discuss transfer terms soon. I'm thinking in the millions.

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  6. Sarah Hill18/3/12 14:19

    PS I prefer eldest daughter. I may be the grand old age of 28 but not quite ready to phone the Age UK helpline.

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    1. Fran Hill18/3/12 15:14

      Funny! But in fact 'elder' is correct, grammatically, because there are only 2 daughters. If there were 3, you could have eldest. But heaven forbid. Two was plenty trouble.

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    2. hausfrau19/3/12 04:24

      Oh dear! I needed this grammer lesson before I named my girls Eldest and Youngest...

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  7. Bluestocking Mum18/3/12 14:36

    Ahh, Fran.

    I kicked my eldest up out of bed this morning at 8.20am. (He'd overslept as he didn't get in until 4am)

    Then I fed dog and cat (after clearing cat shit up from utility :O Seriously)

    Next, I walked dog (cat followed us,) Upon return, retained martyred expression and complained sufficiently loudly until both boys were well and truly awake and appreciative of wake up prompts
    Youngest was mortified that he'd slept in and not made me cuppa. Eldest had chance to write my card ;)

    Sorted eldest's breakfast and DROVE HIM to work.

    Both boys were eternally grateful, of course, that they hadn't got up earlier, had to feed/walk animals and discover cat shit for themselves.

    Result? - All day, the pair of them repeatedly told me how much they love me, and how I'm best mum in the world!

    Oh, the power, eh? ;)

    xx

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    1. Fran Hill18/3/12 15:15

      I think you should demand a substitute Mother's Day asap. Love the idea of the cat following you.

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  8. Pam 18/3/12 16:49

    Well, my Mother's Day was a bit rubbish in that my children have flown the nest, but at least I got a good play with my Lovely Grandson, possibly the most delicious baby in the world.

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    1. Fran Hill19/3/12 12:36

      I hate to mention this, but you sound as though he made you a tasty meal.

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  9. Charlotte19/3/12 00:13

    My card (from younger son) informs me I am the best mum as I am the best bedmaker and I eat fast.

    Elder son's thoughts remain an enigma, I got a sloppy kiss.

    Mother's day never figures hugely on my radar as my mum objected to the commercialisation of a church day; I love my mum, all that stress saved each year.

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    1. Charlotte19/3/12 00:14

      PS, ditto on the tea bag, although envelope of Taylors Lazy Sunday coffee would also be appreciated.

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  10. Steve19/3/12 01:08

    My kids are at that wonderful age when mummy or daddy sort out Mother's/Father's Day on their behalf.

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    1. Fran Hill19/3/12 12:37

      Well, one day you will be the age at which they've all gone and you'll have to take yourselves out for lunch, like we did.

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  11. Debbie Coope19/3/12 12:17

    Mother's Day fell on my daughter's 15th birthday. This is what she put in my card: 'Awww. It's a shame I won't be able to do much for you today since it's my birthday. Gutted for ya. Much love.xxxxx'

    Teenager, eh?

    My mum enjoyed the Victoria sponge cake I baked - even though it didn't rise much.

    The teabag is a great idea.

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    1. Fran Hill19/3/12 12:38

      It's the juxtaposition of the sarcastic 'gutted for ya' and then 'much love kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss' that is amusing here!

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  12. Anonymous20/3/12 14:01

    Absolutely loved the tea-bag in the card idea so much; I stole it today.

    Uncle Pete loved it!!

    Please thank "Eldest Daughter" for the idea!!

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