Because I prefer my mother alive, we can’t visit or give hugs right now, which sucks, but I thought I would share some of the stories that inevitably make the rounds at the dinner table during Mother’s Day. It’s not quite like “being there,” but unfortunately, it will have to do.
Mom, you’re still the best!
And to all the Moms out there… Happy Mother’s Day!
You think your Mom is great? I’m sure she’s a lovely woman, but I hate to break it to you – my Mom deserves the Mother of the World award. Hands down. Don’t believe me? Need proof? Well, for starters, she’s still sane. No small feat given the fact she had to deal with my brother and me.
If you’ve been to this blog before, you’ve probably caught some of the questionably shameful entries about the terrors my brother and I would inflict on each other and the world around us. But they were just the tip of the iceberg in our quest to break our mother’s sanity. We really tested the ‘kids will be kids’ adage on a daily basis. In our case ‘kids will be evil little, unpredictable, heart attack-inducing devils.’
I’ve been reflecting over our childhood as Mother’s Day has been looming and thought of some more examples…
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