昨天是秋分，下班時天藍藍的太陽暖暖的。騎著車繞過TESCO繞到LIDL給小安和小犇兒買了Apple Turnover。一邊往回走，心裏一邊想著兩個小朋友吃他們最喜歡的蘋果點心的小樣兒，竟然自顧自的笑了起來。
回家孩子們都還沒回來。小犇兒參加Scouts，爸爸和小安一起去送他了。我趕緊做晚餐，炒個Sugarsnap, 拌個黃瓜，然後燒個西紅柿雞蛋湯（裏頭再加些自己揉的糯米小圓子）。我們四個風卷殘雲般吃了個底朝天，吃完抹一把嘴，我吃飽了，我們說。
等陪小犇兒練完琴，刷完牙，小犇兒笑眯眯的說：I am going to read my lovely mother a book before I sleep. 然後他爬上床，拿起Anthony Browne的My Mum讀給我聽。他念的時候笑眯眯的，他是這麽念的：
She is nice, my mum
My mum is a fantastic cook and a brilliant juggler
She is a great painter and the STRONGEST women in the world
She is really nice, my mum
My mum is a magic gardener, and she can make anything grow
And she is a good fairy, when I am sad she can make me happy
She can sing like an angel and roar like a lion
She is really, REALLY nice, my mum
My mum is as beautiful as a butterfly, and as comfy as a armchair
She is as soft as a kitten, and as tough as a rhino
She is really, REALLY REALLY nice, my mum
My mum could be a dancer, or an astronaut
She could be a film star, or the big boss
But she is MY mum
She is a SUPERMUM, and she makes me laugh a lot
I love my mum, and you know what
She loves me(she always will)
念完他又笑眯眯的親了親媽媽，我覺得自己真的變成了書裏的那個媽媽， over the moon.
