Mother's Day...

I suppose I shan't be able to get away with not writing a happy and well-wished Mother's Day to all of the magnificent matriarchs out there. After all, what is a Peter Pan story without a Mother being involved? Certainly Barrie had a great fondness for their ceaseless devotion. So Brava! May the kindness and selflessness they bestow on us be retunred to them three fold!

"It is the nightly custom of every good mother after her children are asleep to rummage in their minds and put things straight for next morning, repacking into their proper places the many articles that have wandered during the day. If you could keep awake (but of course you can’t) you would see your own mother doing this, and you would find it very interesting to watch her. It is quite like tidying up drawers. You would see her on her knees, I expect, lingering humorously over some of your contents, wondering where on earth you had picked this thing up, making discoveries sweet and not so sweet, pressing this to her cheek as if it were as nice as a kitten, and hurriedly stowing that out of sight. When you wake in the morning, the naughtiness and evil passions with which you went to bed have been folded up small and placed at the bottom of your mind and on the top, beautifully aired, are spread out your prettier thoughts, ready for you to put on." - Peter and Wendy, Chapter 1: Peter Breaks Through