Angry Beaver Mom |
Fortunately, my momma is a very nice person and she couldn't stay mad at me for a long time. But still i was so ashamed of myself, that i decided to celebrate Mother's day with my momma two times a year, the real one and on a date when i forgot to greet my dear mother.
So after half an hour we already set together at the holiday dinner table with my momma, she hugged me and called me her lovely beaver cub again.
Now i am back to my cozy beaver home again, writing this post and wishing to never make my mom an angry beaver again.