France celebrates Mothers' day on the last Sunday of May. Therefore for me this is the day that counts. Although I leave in a country that celebrates earlier in May, in my brainwashed mind, today is the day.
And Wolfram always remembers.
I received lovely tulips today from him.
Thomas decided that the best way to spend Mothers' day is in my arms by being sick and refusing to sleep in his cot.
Oskar was intrigued by the tulips but did not get why today was Mothers' day again given he celebrated a few weeks back. I'm sure he would have had a different opinion if this was his second birthday :)
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