Thursday, December 11, 2008

Real Mothers

I got this email today right after Kalysa could not find a spoon left in the drawer and dirty spoons in the dishwasher should really only be about 1/2 of what I know I have/had. I am sure we will find some next spring when we mow the yard again. I also found a measuring cup and a ladle in the bathtub. I am not even gonna start with the sticky floors. I must be a real mother!

Real Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.
Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.
Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of carpets.
Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.
Real Mothers sometimes ask 'Why me?' and get their answer when a little voice says, 'Because I love you best.'
Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured by height or years or grade... It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother...

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