My Mom's a Babe

My mom is a babe. And that is me as a baby. On the day of my birth.

But today is...

MY MOM'S BIRTHDAY!! 

Not mine. But I like this picture of her so for her birthday you get a picture of my birth day. Does this make sense?

Look how pretty she is with that glow only a mother has.

And my mother's glow is especially magnificent. If you've met her, you know this and are nodding your head in agreement right now. "Yes, your mother the best. The most wonderful women I've ever met." 

I hear it often.

And don't let this photo fool you. She's got a killer fashion sense as well. While other girls may say (in a snotty voice) "that looks like something my mother would wear," I say (very enthusiastically) "that looks like something my mom would wear." Then I buy it! Like this vest. She's got the sammmmme one. 

Happy, happy birthday Mom. I wish I was there to take you shopping at the fancy mall and pretend like we've got lots-o-money, fooling those stick thin sales ladies and bolting after trying on expensive blouses.

I'm gonna crawl in your lap like this when I see you next. 

I love you!