It’s days like today that I’m so glad this little blog of mine is an everything blog.
Because I have a story to tell. An every-day kind of story.
A story about a darling little boy, and a darling surprise.
A darling surprise…for me!
So. Here goes it.
Kinder pick up time arrived and off I went—toddler on hip— to collect the darling boy I call Son from his beloved: Kinder.
It’s always the most beautiful part of my day; wandering in to see his little legs twisted around themselves as he waits patiently on the mat. For me. Mum. The one that deals out the snuggles and the smooches.
The one who calls him darling.
But the real darling of this story is this.
Flowers for Mothers day on Sunday…
Which I had totally forgotten about.