Mom

(By the Bean, as dictated to Dad).

People often ask me, "Lima Bean, why are you always such a happy baby?"



The answer is quite simple--my Mom.



For as long as I can remember, my Mom has taken care of my every need. Feeding me, clothing me, cleaning me, comforting me, keeping me warm, reading to me, singing to me--whatever I have needed, and whenever I have needed it, Mom has been there. Now, I'm a pretty smart girl. It didn't take me long to realize this was the kind of Mom I wanted.



The kind of Mom I could always rely on, no matter how demanding I might be.



For over a year now, since I was even smaller than a lima bean, every ounce of who I am is because of Mom's devotion to me (except for half a cell's worth of genes--thanks Dad!). And that's why I'm such a happy baby. Happy Mother's Day, Mom!

Love, Lima Bean


P.S. - I also want to give a very special Mother's Day tribute to two other special mothers in my life--Mormor and Grammie. I have a sneaking suspicion that they may have taught Mom and Dad a thing or two about how to take care of me....





Happy Mother's Day to you both!