My life can be so uninteresting that I literally get excited when someone takes their turn on the 8 (at least) Scrabble games I always have going via Facebook. Luckily, my mom, who is awesome, also has the same nothings going on at her house in the evening, way out in the middle of nowhere, so we have 3 active games together. I'm pretty sure that she gets upset that I'm always beating her and so she continues to start games to raise her chances of winning.
My mom is the most generous, loving woman I know and I strive to be as wonderful to my child(ren) has she has been to hers.
I will be vague in saying that there are a lot of amusing quotes and stories that I would like to share about my beautiful mother, but she forbid me from blogging about her.
sad face :(
I probably talk to my mom more than I talk to my own husband.
What am I going to talk about if I run out of funny things that my husband and baby do, mom?
answer me that, mom.
I love you, mom.
Let me laugh with you, mom.
I'll let you borrow my baby if I'm allowed to say what you spotted in the Barnes and Noble children's section.
Love,
Your fav child.
post script: I'm sorry I blogged about you.
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