Mother's Day - My Mom Owns It

"World's Best Mom!" A phrase found so often in the cluttered Mother's Day aisles at Wal Mart, an overused exclimation, but in my case, it's actually true: I sincerely have the World's Best Mom.

I loved my mom before I had words, and I know this not becuase I rememeber being 15 months and coloring with a bucket on my head with her, but becuase I have pictures of me ooing and ahhing over her before I could do much else. I remember watching her put on mascara and perfume and wanting to be that kind of "grown up" when I did, indeed, grow up. I was never amazed that she made every holiday special or every gift thoughtful or every cookie and southern baptist fried piece of heaven out of this world - she made it look so easy! I was never surprised that she juggled all of our lives and made it to every field trip and PTA meeting. It didn't occur to me that this was a talent, and a labor of love, until I myself became a mom.

My mom taught me everything I know about crappy 80s movies and french braiding. All of my baking skills come from her, but I won't blame her for what a bad cook I am. Bless her heart she tried to teach me! Most importantly, she taught me unconditional love, a trait that has come in handy raising Lyl!

I valued her opinion and loved her sense of humor always, even when I was convinced that she didn't have a clue about things like slap bracelets and my desperate need to wear doc martins with baby doll dresses ( I know, she was lame, right?.) The older I got, the more I needed her to make me home cooked meals and watch reruns of Fresh Prince with me.

Since I entered Club Mom she's been invaluable. She cares about my kids as much as I do, which I thought was impossible. She's as good with them as I am, which never annoys me - I'm so, so blessed. I want the best for my minis and I have it. My mom watches my monsters for me from 6:30 AM to 5:30 PM so that I can work a fulltime job to do stuff like pay bills and make sure they have food to eat, and I've never seen her break a sweat, lose her temper, or be at a loss for what to do next. She's just the best.

When I can't figure out something with Dylan or Lylli, I can always call, and she always knows. It's magic. "I'll bet it's because Lylli's evil," she'll say, and I know that she's speaking the truth :)

I hope that one day Dylan and Lylli will grow up and think of me the way I think of my mom, and I think that's the best compliment I can give.

On a sour not, she doesn't like IKEA, and sometimes I'm not sure a relationship can move past such a HUGE barrier.

Happy Mother's Day to The Best Mom in the World. ::I'm toasting her with sweet tea in my head::

Love,
Kelli
(Princess MooMoo)