It was Mother’s Day in the UK on Sunday.
I didn’t buy my Mom a card. In fact I’m trying not to buy greeting cards at all.
This wasn’t always the case.
Above are the cards I sent my (now) Hubby in the early stages of dating. I believed myself to be a hopeless romantic at the time.
Retrospectively the term ‘bunny boiler’ comes to mind.
This card I sent him still makes me laugh.
Inside I wrote ‘I stood in Tesco’s reading this card laughing whilst surrounded by housewives’. Ironically the purchase of that card (among many other things!) led myself to be one in the same almost 20 years on.
So if I try not to buy greeting cards, what do I do?
Well, I encourage my Kids to make them, and I also make them if required. This one was made from cutting up a painting my 3-year-old Second-Born did.
Fortunately my Kids now make cards at school to send me so the Hubby doesn’t have to get glue or scissors out himself (it would be mayhem).
At the start of the post I mentioned I didn’t buy my Mom a card this Mother’s Day. That sounds awfully mean. She did get one. In fact it was an experiment.
Last year I posted about Mother’s Day. I sent my Mom a card from a local hand-made card-maker last year and was really pleased to find a card with Mom on it (uncommon in the UK). When my Mom took her cards down I asked her to give it me back rather than recycle it herself .
I resent it this year.
Guess what? She didn’t remember it. I told her later in the day what I had done. She found it amusing. In fact she’s told me to resend again next.
My plan this year is to make all cards we send. I’ll be posting a ‘How to’ over the next month or so.
What’s your take on greeting cards? Money well spent?
How do you and yours send a greeting?
Happy Belated Mother’s Day to all you Mum’s out there!