Yesterday, Nate was so excited to give me the Mother’s Day present he’d made. It consisted of a colorfully wrapped ceramic caterpillar, which holds his school picture, and an artistic portfolio with a letter and a whole bunch of things about me, written in Spanish.
My favorite part of the portfolio is where the first thing he says is that I’m as funny as a baby giraffe. We’ve watched several shows with newborn giraffes and they’re hilarious. Trying to stand up and toppling over left and right like little drunken deer on stilts. I’m also as pretty as a star, aaaaand I smell as sweet as chocolate. I sound a-MAY-zing.
But wait you say… Mother’s Day isn’t until tomorrow.
Nate insisted. He says, “Well, you can open it today. It’s Mexican Mother’s Day. It’s Mother’s Day in Mexico.”
And I’m a mother. And I LOVE Mexico. So, allí está.