Goodnight Mama

I got a random photo earlier in the day. 
"I love you mama. Sorry, but I have my mouth full of jam tart". 
I have no idea why it had to be sent while her mouth was full, but apparently the need to selfie and message me right then was strong! 

But the turban selfie made me smile this evening. Most nights at 9.01, the last thing she does as she stands at the device cupboard to hand her phone in is text me goodnight mama. I love it.