Davis brought home a gift and card from preschool one day, but I was under strict orders NOT to open it till Mother’s Day… No peeking! he kept saying...
When I did open it, I LOVED the hand-made magnet inside!
But.... most of all I loved the poem he learned at school, which he recited numerous times over the weekend:
Mother my darling, mother my dear, I love you every day of the year!
Being a mom is the best job when you get paid in poems!
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