Your momma so fat, all the restaurants in town have signs that say: "Maximum Occupancy: 240 Patrons OR Your Momma."
Happy mother's day everybody! If you haven't called your mom, then goodness sakes! What are you doing reading a blog? Today, instead of writing about bits of my life that you may or may not care about, I'm going to do one of those sweet poems where I spell a word vertically and write stuff with each letter.
M is for the multitude of boo-boos, fevers, and various owies that mom nursed me through.
O is for owe. To quote Lincoln "All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel Mother."
T is for teaching me... how to cook, count, read, laugh, and a million other things.
H is for hugs. Moms give the best.
E is for everything I'll never have the words or the time to thank her for.
R is for reading to me. Mom got me started with He-Man, Calvin and Hobbes, and Wayside School, and I never looked back.
Well there you are. Happy mother's day mom! I love you!
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I have tears in my eyes. Thank you! I'm so happy that you didn't mention the short cut that resulted in the very hot chocolate spill!
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