Unless you've learned how to sew together a new Lululemon tennis skirt, then I'm not interested in anything homemade. This might sound harsh, but when the kids are little, they come home from school with a Mother's Day card or craft that's clearly made by the teacher. And I'm expected to open this up while sitting in bed surrounded by muffins and juice and pretend it's the best thing I ever saw?
When the kids are older, it's even worse. My 11 and 12-year-old children simply scratch out "I love you" on a card they made five minutes after they woke up and their father told them to. How about a card that says, "I know I talk back, play Fortnight all day, and ignore you, but you are really skinny and a good cook." Or say, "You're prettier and cooler than all of the other moms." That would be great.