Yesterday I wrote about how beautiful she was when she was younger (and, really, she's still a looker). And then last night I found these pictures from my 2nd and 3rd birthday parties (1977 & 1978), and I thought I'd offer up some nostalgic show and tell.
*I love the little hand extending a cookie from the lower left corner of this photo*
See how pretty? I think my mother is proof positive that God dispenses good looks to the most annoying among us, much the way babies are cute and big-headed so we won't give in to the temptation to leave them on a park bench when they scream too long. Acutally I do leave my mother on a park bench when she screams too long, and she always follows me home.
Apropo to these pictures I want to say that nobody threw a birthday party like my Mom. She was, and remains, the reigning queen of do-it-yourself entertaining. All she ever needed was food coloring and a few big ideas; Every birthday party featured some inspired confection, like the famous green-frosted sheet cake cut in the shape of the Incredible Hulk. Actually that one was for my brother; He had The Hulk action figures, Underoos, the whole nine yards. I was sort of partial to Wonder Woman, but I had a hard time finding a superhero I could really identify with. Guess I needed someone more relatable, like "Neurotica: Strikes doubt into the hearts of the well-adjusted with the crushing power of her irrational fears! (Prozac and hand sanitizer sold separately.)" Now there's a crimefighter I could get behind.
Where was I going with this...? Oh, right, say something nice about Mom. She's a beautiful lady -- I should really stop rolling my eyes and just be grateful when people tell me we look alike. In spite of our turbulent relationship, I can't deny that she has a gigantic heart and would do absolutely anything for her children, all four of us, and the rest of her family too. And that is why we
let her stay love her.