I have a good bit of catching up to do, so when I think of it, I'm going to keep at this blogging thing...
On Ash Wednesday of this year, my mom sent me the most fantastic email. I decided it was too personal to publish, but felt no remorse about reporting the following:
"Today one of my 6-year-olds said to the two kids sitting next to him: 'I have some of your DNA and some of your DNA, smart and cra-a-a-zy. I'm also part Irish. I'm part a lotta things.' Another 6-year-old said, 'My mom and dad were fighting last night and my dad yelled at my mom and she pushed him and he called the cops.' And they came.
Did you see President Obama walk into the joint session last night? What an event. It was thrilling and I cried. And the high school girl sitting next to the lovely first lady. What a story!
Isn't Meryl Streep the classiest?
I love you, Mom"
Something we must all understand is that a woman's brain, and even more so, a mom's brain, and EVEN MORE SO, my mom's brain, is able to multi-task. It's phenomenal. She greets struggling kids with open arms and then has the brain space to remember how classy Meryl Steep is. I can't even remember what I ate for breakfast.
2 comments:
oh brenda. love it!!
This is classic. I think like that most days!
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