Happy Mother’s Day!

It was all very hush-hush.

At Wednesday playgroup the task was to glue petal-shaped bits of coloured paper onto a CD.

But as the only Dad there I was privy to Inside Information. The organiser took me to one side, looked around furtively, then whispered conspiratorily into my ear. “Don’t tell anyone, but this is actually for Mother’s Day. We’re going to take photos of the children & put them on the other side of the CD for you”.

It’s great being In on a Secret. She also told me that she was in fact Jesus’ great-great-great-great-great-great-great- (I lost count) niece, but I ignored that.

I don’t know what happened to the Mums’ CDs but mine, complete with photo, was thrust into my hand like a baton in an Olympic relay race as I left the building. Only pausing to point out that it was the wrong one, & those definitely weren’t my children in the photo, we quickly swapped & I ran off before our sordid little secret was uncovered.

It looks good I think (barring the loss of 1 or 2 petals):

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mostly their own work too; I pretty much just pointed them in the right direction.

So, this morning, with a flourish, I presented it to the Mummy: “Happy Mother’s Day!”. She loved it!

She was also very good in overlooking the fact that Mother’s Day is actually tomorrow. Yes, I got the day wrong.

But it’s the thought that counts, right? Right?

So, er, Happy Mother’s Day, Mums! For tomorrow. Maybe you should read this again then…

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