This weekend I was wrapping like a mad-woman and re-organizing presents so they all fit nicely under the tree (I’m not OCD – everyone does that, right?) when I came upon this gift…
To Mom, From Son. Hmmm.
Hubby explained that when he and R were wrapping, R asked how to spell my real name. When Hubby said, "M-O-M-M-Y", and told him that if he used my real name, he'd be in big trouble. When Hubby checked after, this was the result. Out of the mouth...er...pen of babes.
From my family to yours, wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and a safe, prosperous New Year.Take Care, D