Friday, Saturday, Sunday morning, all came and were gone. I waited... and waited... the card was nowhere in sight!
Not giving up, I asked Laetitia, "Darling, today is Mother's Day, which means it is MY day! So where's my present?" Having just woken up from her nap, she replied sleepily, "It's in the plastic bag."
"Really? Then where's that plastic bag?" I asked.
"It's outside." She pointed to the living room. My heart skipped a beat. "Am I finally getting something from her?!"
I tailed her as she walked out of my room. At the bedroom door, she stopped, turned and pushed me back inside, "Mommy, you wait here ok." "Oh, it must be a surprise." I thought to myself. Unable to contain my excitement, I was seen grinning from ear to ear.
Laetitia came back to my room with a plastic bag filled with her toys. "Where is Mommy's present?" I stretched out my hand; close to begging for it.
"Nehhhh!" She exclaimed as she put a red plastic cube on my hand.
"Huhhh... that's .... quite a surprise...." +_+ *fainted.
Whatever happened to those hideously scribbled Mother's Day card? Don't all preschoolers' moms get one?
Hopefully, next year, I will get my first REAL Mother's Day surprise. Meanwhile, I am happy just being the mom to my two lovely babies.
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, TO ALL THE GOOD MOTHERS OF THE WORLD!