How to tell mom happy mother's day

I love you for humming your way through Spenser's birth.

I love you for always (or mostly) saying yes when I asked to do something.

I love you for helping me question St.Thomas when they at first didn't accept me into their B Ed programme.

For picking me up late at night when I called crying at the end of the phone.

I love you for not taking me to church choir on Friday nights when I was 13.

I love you for jumping on a plane to watch my kids for a week, while Shane and I went to check out Jungle School.

I love you for letting me have the Idle Oars experience and that crazy staff party.

I love you for giving me the confidence to make my own decisions especially the one where I decided to run away to Abu Dhabi, a city that I didn't even know how to spell.

I love you for not getting too mad when I repeatedly didn't hear the fishman on Thursday evenings even though the dog was barking and my bedroom window was facing the lane.

I love you for teaching me that it is perfectly okay to have all the cupboard doors and drawers open, three pots on the stove, and two in the oven all at the same time, about 10 min before all arrive.

Spenser your first grandchild!