This is my mother. She really does not like having her photo taken. But, she graciously sat still long enough for a shot!
Happy Mother's Day, Mom.
I am sorry for the times I tied you to the clothesline pole and piled sticks around you and played burn her at the stake with the neighbor kids. And, I am sorry for the times I hung you upside down over the stair rail and swung you back and forth like a pendulum on a clock. And, yes, I am sorry for the times I carried you out of church because I wanted to get home to watch Laurel and Hardy.
It is a good thing you were tough!
Thanks Mom!
Happy Mother's Day, Mom.
I am sorry for the times I tied you to the clothesline pole and piled sticks around you and played burn her at the stake with the neighbor kids. And, I am sorry for the times I hung you upside down over the stair rail and swung you back and forth like a pendulum on a clock. And, yes, I am sorry for the times I carried you out of church because I wanted to get home to watch Laurel and Hardy.
It is a good thing you were tough!
Thanks Mom!
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