I have the best children ever.

It is Mother's Day here today, and I was awakened very early by the girls climbing into bed with us, bearing gifts. Gifts which they had bought, secretly, by themselves, with their own money, with no involvement from Bobby. I got chocolates and candles and earrings from them, and - a little later, from my more practical-minded, later-rising son - some seeds for our vegetable-patch-to-be and a bird feeder. It's not the gifts per se that have touched me so much, it's the amount of thought and love that went into the choosing and buying of them. I am so lucky to be mother to these people.

Sophie also gave me a card, with tokens in it for various tasks - doing the kitchen, making me a cup of tea and so forth. And on the back she'd written an acrostic poem. Here it is :

Best mom ever!
Excellent!
Sophisticated!
Trendy!

Morbid? No!
Optimistic
Mother!

Excellent!
Very Special!
Excellent!
Radiant!

I think I am going to get a T-shirt with "Morbid? No!" printed on the front. And possibly "Excellent!" on the back.