Happy Mother's Day 2025 Mom!!!
@ask-flip-frost
With a bright smile and misty eyes, the butter racer placed his rather large gift box beside Flip's bed, knowing she was going to relax today. Placed upon the box was a letter which read:
Dear Mommy,
Happy Mother’s Day!
I was going to start this with a poem, but all I could think of was this:
“Roses are red, waffles are gold, you’re the best mom, even when you scold.”
Hee! Jokes aside, I just want to thank you for everything.
Thank you for loving me, for picking me, for adopting me! For seeing something in this little buttery disaster of a racer when I didn’t even know what I was supposed to be. You didn’t just give me another place to stay (living in a giant tree is soooo cool! Compared to a little shack by the lake), but also you gave me a place to belong. Being with you is the best times I ever had, you know?
I know I’m not perfect ma, I can be too clingy, but still, you know how to handle me. The way your magic brightens me up when I’m feeling low, the way I warm up when I’m feeling sad; that’s you isn’t it? And, the way you always say, “I’m proud of you,” even when I mess up, I will never ever get tired of all of that, mommy. You’re the strongest person I know, and that’s why I know I’m safe with you!
So, uhh, this letter might be full of syrup smudges by now (sorry), but I just wanted you to know:
You’re not just my mom, you’re my hero, and you’re my home. I love you so soooo much!
Your buttery son,
Markple Flapjackson Butterhands
P.S. I made you a pancake bouquet with fruits! They’re in the shape of roses! Do NOT microwave them. I repeat, do NOT microwave them.

















