Happy Mother’s Day!

She was adorable then, and she’s adorable now. And funny as hell.

I’m not with my mom today, but she is always on my mind. Might have to do with that mind meld … you know she’s responsible for my sense of humor.

Sometimes she even took them out of the bowl first!
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Ha! I keel you! I … will never do that again, I’m so sorry, Mommy.
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It doesn’t matter where you are. Those little buggers can track you!
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Apparently someone was listening in when I was growing up.
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Fine … but I get all the hugs and kisses.
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Did it.
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Sometimes she might bring you hot cocoa and a teddy bear too.
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Many thanks on the circus … clowns creep me out.
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We always need Mom.
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17 thoughts on “Happy Mother’s Day!

  1. My mothers name is a palindrome: MOM.
    Come to think of it, my son calls me POP.
    While we’re at it, how come palindrome isn’t spelled the same frontwards and backwards?

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  2. You can always get me with kitty pics, but I think maybe “world’s greatest daughter” was the funniest. And I had to laugh at licking the beaters because my son and granddaughter brought me a big batch of homemade cookies and my first question was who got to lick the beaters (and bowl).

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  3. I never got salmonella either from licking beaters with cookie dough on them. However, my parents never took us to eat at Sam And Ella’s Restaurant and I don’t remember any such restaurant in Chicago anyway/

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  4. Many years ago someone who was really mad at me and was angry called me a “Son Of A Bitch”. I replied with a big smile and said, “Thank you.” When I told my mother what happened, she thought it was funny.

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  5. I don’t think my mother ever thought of feeding me to a shark or selling me to the circus but she probably did consider putting me up for adoption sometimes.

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  6. I was three years old when my first sister was born. Two or three weeks after my mother came home from the hospital with Lydia, I asked my mother if she could take this “old baby” back to the hospital and trade her in for a “new baby”. I was really smart for a three year old, wasn’t I?(he said jokingly)

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