Mothers Day

I love that the teenager always makes me a card for Mother’s Day. She’s 15 now and has done it every year for since she’s been able to hold a crayon! Her dad no longer helps now.

This one is extra special because it’s my favourite animal and with her visual problems it may potentially be the last one as well. That makes me sad.

We’re in Coventry with my aunt today. We’re all skint so the plan is a homemade afternoon tea.