|She still plays dress up with me....|
Even though my being born story changes every year, and even though she told us all stories that would confuse our understanding of the way the world works (really, who else nicknames their children their "Bud" and "Bud Light"...we had no clue!), she is by far the best mom out there.
She also supports my Dance Friday habit like nobody's business. If there is one person I can count on to support all my crazy dreams, all my wild aspirations, all my unforgivable traits...it is my mom. I call her Marmie. Yes, it is because of a book. While I didn't inherit her gorgeous long legs, or her amazing brain that has the ability to solve any crossword puzzle, even the ones by Bob Kahn, or her knack for knowing how to make the best stuff out of knitting needles and yarn...or even make yarn...I hope that if I ever have kids at least I can pass on her ability to have the most fun ever. Ok, maybe I also want people to confuse me for my daughter's sister like they do with my mom.
My mom taught me to dream, to keep on dreaming, and when all else fails to make life something you can dance and laugh about. Earlier today, she sent me this video that I am now posting for Dance Friday and Mother's Day. Thank you Janice McCullough-Howe, for giving me the best life any one person could hope for. Tonight I am getting down in my jammies for you!