A way with words

The message inside my Mother's Day card, as dictated by 2-year-old Mia:

Dear mommy,
Please come over to your party. Dear Mia. Mermaid. Dad. Grandma. Alex and Chickens. Pooh and Baby Mia. Dad. Barn. Happily ever after.
Love,
Mia

Paints quite a picture, doesn't she?

Like mother, like daughter

Ten things I do because my mom did them:

- Make a mean fried-egg sandwich.

- Wake my daughter to see something cool in the night sky.

- Experiment in the kitchen.

- Run from bees.

- Bring food to neighbors. Especially new ones and sick ones.

- Tell my kids every night to "dream about angels."
- Dig up a good joke to lighten a bad situation.
- Yearn to see new places.
- Worship my crock pot during winter.
- Teach my kids to wave at airplanes. (Which, if you look closely, totally wave back.)

Three generations at the bathroom mirror