I don’t know about you, but my mom is nearly impossible to shop for. Every year, my sister and I desperately search for something practical or beautiful or trendy (or all three). But 10 times out of 10, my mom returns our gift. Or it sits, unused and collecting dust, in her closet.
I know gifts are not everyone’s love language. My mom prefers a thoughtful note or short phone call. But I have discovered one gift she always appreciates (and can’t return): something totally homemade. As a kid, this meant painted flower pots, personalized aprons, and very rhyme-y poetry. This year, I’m turning to from-scratch cookies, caramels, muffins, or bars.
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