Random Thoughts: on mother and child
I spent the weekend with my parents, and it occurred to me that no matter how old I get I’ll always be the kid.
And my mom will always be my mom…
Me: “Hey Momma, is Louis’ bed still in here?”
Me: “Hey Momma, where’s my soda? ”
Me: “Hey Momma, is this my plate in the oven?”
On Friday night, my mom cooked the dinner, and then cleaned everything up by herself, before I was even done eating. But when I put my plate in the dishwasher…
Mom: “Thanks for doing that.”
No, thank you Mommy!
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Here are some pictures:
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steadily skipping stones 
Yep, you will always be her baby.
Always! 🙂
As the mother of two adult children, I can attest to the truth of what you say. When my kids come to visit they revert to being little kids again–in a good way, of course. And no matter where they are, any time they get sick I can expect a phone call asking for advice, but mostly comfort and sympathy. You’ll never stop being your parents’ child.
Yeah, I want to call my Momma when I’m sick, too. I notice every now and then that I act like I can’t do anything for myself as soon as I walk in their door, seems like. Moms are pretty awesome!