I've been running around like a madwoman for the past 48 hours trying to get my house/pantry/life ready for a visit from Bill's family starting tomorrow. Thankfully, my mom (aka "Oma") has been here to help take care of the Pea...okay, and me.
So when I start saying scary, stupid, nonsensical things like, "Oh, I should try out this new recipe from Fancy-Pants Chef magazine but first let me finish this batch organic carrot puree for the Pea", she says things like, "No, grill hamburgers and make taco soup in the crockpot. Now go to bed. You're not getting enough sleep."
I love my mom.
08 July 2009
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Thank God for awesome Moms who help us keep our sanity when we can't!
You'll mother like that when the Pea is your age...
It always hits me hardest when I'm with my mom that...wow...I'M a mom. It's so hard to believe.
She sounds just like my mom. I love her already!
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