Crossword clues for mums
mums
- Roundish flowers
- Plants that thrive in the fall, briefly
- Oxeye daisies, e.g
- Ornamental blooms, for short
- Morrissey's are from the "Slum"
- Morrissey "Slum ___"
- Many-petaled flowers, familiarly
- Many-petaled flowers
- Glad neighbors, perhaps
- Garden neighbors of glads, perhaps
- Flowers on floats
- Fall flowers, for short
- Fall flowers, familiarly
- Fall flowers, briefly
- Fall bloomers, familiarly
- Colorful fall blooms, for short
- Certain parents, in Liverpool
- Brits' mothers
- Bouquet selections
- Autumn flowers, for short
- ''__ the word'' (''Don't tell anyone'')
- ''__ the word!''
- '-- the word!'
- & dads
- Flowers for floats
- Autumn bouquet
- Flowers, for short
- British P.T.A. members
- Vase occupants
- Bouquet parts
- Fall bloomers, for short
- Appropriate flowers for Mother's Day?
- The word?
- Autumn blooms, for short
- British mothers
- Pompons
- Fall blooms
- "___ the word!"
- Autumn bloomers (Abbr.)
- Fall plantings
- '-- the word'
- Showy flowers, for short
- "___ the word"
- Rose Parade flowers
- Plymouth parents
- ''___ the word!''
- ___ the word
- Some pram pushers
Wiktionary
n. 1 A common name for the flower chrysanthemum. 2 (plural of mum English)
Usage examples of "mums".
A host of adoring Mums and Dads, all of whom thought their particular daughter a budding Margot Fonteyn, watched proudly.
They talked to me about their lives at home and what part of the country their Mums and Dads had come from.
If he had, it might have given children a chance to run away from him when he tried to trap them in his spare bedroom and pin them to the single bed with his fat gray-hair-sprouting belly while mums and dads drank coffee in the kitchen with his stick-insect purple-mottled bruised-and-battered wife.
We looked in mute horror at all those frazzled, frequently pregnant young mums dragging their sobbing brats past another sugar counter, and all those ominously silent, red-faced fathers ready to explode at the first wrong word from their sulking, surly children, and we thought - we are better than that.
There were the usual people out enjoying the late August sun - mums with toddlers, a few joggers, a guy on a bench listening to his Walkman and a number of teens hanging out farther down the hill.
The waitresses used to the violence of a back street cafe with its drunks and druggies and single mums and unemployable youths were frozen to the spot.
You know, see, just see, what it was like to have one of those domestic mums, about the house and baking biscuits, plumping your pillows .
Kids just faded away, leaving mums, dads, grandinums and granddads to enjoy an undisturbed forty winks.
Cleaner and not so ragged kids under school age played in the better-looking streets, and here and there mums were seen whitening their doorsteps.
It was a well-known fact that kids attending Sunday School, if their mums and dads could get them there regularly asked for the assurance that Jesus served fish and chips up in heaven.