You know what’s the best? Moms. Moms are the best.
More specifically, my Mom. I’m sure your mom is okay, but my Mom… my Mom in the best. She’s infinitely cooler than any other Mom. She’s my best friend.
I wasn’t exactly a dream child, I don’t think. I wasn’t a nightmare either… but I suppose I had my moments. I wasn’t one for throwing tantrums, but I diiiid cry before school every single morning for longer than I’d care to admit. I also refused to eat breakfast and I’d push my dinner around my plate for at least an hour every night. You know what else? I never once stayed at a sleep over past midnight. I think I was probably 13 before I actually spent a night away from home willingly. And do you know why I never wanted to partake in sleepovers? Even when all the other girls were braiding each others hair, eating sugar and talking about boys? And why I cried every morning before going to school?
Because I missed my mom.
Talk about major separation anxiety.
But honestly, if you knew my Mom, you’d cry upon separation too! She is the coolest lady I have ever met.
She is the best at cheering me up. She’s awesome for watching trashy tv with and she’s really good at eating cereal for dinner with me. She is an excellent Yoga partner and an even more excellent post-yoga coffee partner. She will help you dye your hair blue when you’re going through your teenage rebellion phase. And she will drive you to and from the photography shop approximately 154 times when your school projects are falling to pieces. She throws the best birthday parties ever and will help you create the best halloween costumes on the block. She makes a mean carrot cake and an even meaner fruit tray. Just ask any of my friends.
She’s also a real keeper cause when you move to Australia, she will save up all her money and fly across the world to see you. For seven weeks.
Yep. That’s her. I can’t really even put into words how much I love my Mom. She’s a pretty incredible lady.
Happy Mother’s Day MOMMMMMMMM!
If I was in Toronto today… I would make her this for dessert:
And these for later when we’re on the couch inevitably watching Say Yes to the Dress:
ps. Just for good measure can I add this child hood photo? Humour me. This is my brother an I dressed as none other than Batman and Robin. But you know that right? Spitting image, I tell ya.
8 responses to “mom”
there’s not a dry key on my keyboard! love you and miss you,
thanks for that. batman and robin never looked better. xoxoxox
Caitie what a wondeful tribute to your Mom whom I agree is a beautiful person. You made me shed a lot of tears this morning!
FRUIT TRAY!!!!!! yum!
love you suzanne!
That was such a beautiful thing your wrote about your mom Caitlin. You definately made her day. She is so proud of you and I know there’s not a second that goes by when your not in her thoughts. I think that your article should be published somewhere in the book of Moms or whatever. Anyway have a great day and I look forward to seeing you at Christmas time.
I’m happy for you that you have such a good relationship with your mum. That’s awesome.
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