Dear mom

Growing up with you as my mom felt to me like we would always have each other for warmth and fun, even if there were hard days when we didn't get along. I knew from your eyes that everything would be ok, so I learned that hard days don't mean bad days and that sometimes crying and sad things were a way to find the secret meanings in life.  As a baby, you always have to try really hard to figure out what mom is saying, so you listen really close, and you learn that what she really meant was that she loves you – oh and that's what those words mean, better take a note of that!

"I know you the best!" That's how I felt.

"I want to be like her, that one with the soft hair I like to play with!"

And I want you to know that you are her! You are my mom! I'll howl it to the moon until it bounces back!

I am a child born to a mother who is learning how to love their baby, and because I was trying to learn to be like her, I thought she must also be someone like me.

For better or worse, we shared our joy and our pain, and though you carried the bigger burden, I was doing my share because heck what is that is that my foot, I didn't even see it coming?! Wait...MOM I’m trying to say something here!

You don't have to get it right all the time mom, you did so good! It'll all be ok. After all, mother nature somehow did it over the course of billions of years!

No one knows better what it's like to live multiple lives than a mother learning to take care of herself for her children and her children for herself.

and then there's the clumsy one

mom puts up with him so i guess i will too

but he does love me :) it's just harder for him for some reason

mom always knows what to say, how to say it... dad makes cool sounds though, it goes like niew niew nieeeew