I save all my Mother's Day cards from my kids like evidence. Because someday these three will be old enough not to love me sooooooooo extravagantly. All I hope is that they will remember me the way Mark Twain remembered his mother. The author of Tom Sawyer wrote, "My mother had a great deal of trouble with me but I think she enjoyed it."
I hope they know how much I enjoy being their mother. I have my outbursts, I know. But I so loved cuddling my babies while they slept. I enjoyed reading Green Eggs and Ham and Its Potty Time until we all knew it by heart. I now delight in all the midnight talks with teenagers piled on my bed. Every Mother's Day these kids of mine thank me. But, oh, how I can never thank them quite enough for the pleasure of being their mother.
