She's bringing me a mothers' day card she made for me all by herself. When I walked in the door she ran excitedly to the dining room to get it. It's snips of colored paper glued to the front. Her mommy helped cut the paper, but Nugget did the color selections and placement design, and the gluing, all by herself.
She was very proud of it. I was very impressed and told her so. It's now displayed on my refrigerator.
Daughter said that at the nursery school the teachers are very grabby. The kids make things, and then the teachers grab it and write all over it. Nugget finds that very frustrating. She made it very clear to Mommy that she wanted it left exactly as she made it. ("No! Mine! Ahma! (Ahma is me)) So there's no writing inside, which is fine with me. I don't need no freakin' writin' to get the idea.
They took me out for a Mothers' Day brunch Friday.
As you can see, she's walking with the cast. The cast itself is purple, but her mother is obsessed with keeping it clean, so it's covered with a white daddy-sock.
The white bag the Nugget is carrying is my doggie-bag. By the time it got to the car, the home fries, shrimp omelet, and strawberries & bananas were all mixed together. Oh well, at least it made it to the car.
In that first photo, note the forelock. Then take a good look at my profile photo. Same forelock (if you can manage to see it....).