My daughter is busy moving and that’s why we don’t celebrate Mother’s Day together. She calls: “Do you feel like it’s Mother’s Day?” Me: “Yes, because I have been thinking about you a lot.” She: “Ah yes, that’s what mothers do.” Me: “And have you also thought about me? That I am your mother?” My daughter again: “Well, I was putting together a cupboard and that went completely wrong and then I actually thought: ‘Yes. I am my mother’s child’.”
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