Happy birthday to the woman who:
- ran inside the trailer and shut the door when she thought she saw a bear, leaving Catherine and I outside by the campfire.
- Makes me Swedish pancakes almost whenever I request them
- Takes silly pictures of herself hiding behind the flowers Cat and I sent her
- Is the animal whisperer
- Is the neighborhood mom
- Dutifully made me three southern belle dresses and tracked down a shop that sold hoop skirts
- Learned how to do everything Dad did
- Fell through the ceiling from the attic attempting to do previous point
- can simultaneously hug me and crack my back
- who joyfully comes in from working outside, scratches on her arms, saying "Look what the bougainvilleas did to me!"
- loves me more than anyone!
Happy birthday, mom!
(p.s- Catherine took this picture of mom in Boise a couple of years ago. It doesn't express her "look at what the bougainvilleas" joyfullness, but I like it nonetheless!)
haha I was going to say, she doesn't look very happy in her birthday picture. And how can you say she loves you more than other people? That would mean she loves your sister less than you, and mom's aren't supposed to do that!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday, Mrs. Gilbert!
Ahaha. I meant she loves me more than anybody else loves me. Good point. I should clarify...
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