To be a mom...

One of my greatest friends posted this tribute about her mom:

My mom had 5 kids-can you believe it-I don't even know if I can handle having one and she had 5 and to top that off she had all 5 kids without drugs. Needless to say, my mom is one tough cookie. A great example of this is when we lived in Michigan, I had to have been like 5 or 6 years old, my mother made tuna macaroni casserole. My oldest sister and a pill at the time as she was going through her pubescent years of her life said "Mom that is disgusting. I am not eating that." Mind you to set the scene my mom isn't a lover of cooking, so if she made a meal you better be proud of her and grateful cause she did it out of love for her family and not cause she loved to cook. So my mom was a bit fed up by my sister and just walked behind her and dumped the whole pan of food on her head. My sister was covered from head to toe in tuna macaroni. Way to go Mom! I learned right then and there to eat whatever I am served. So thanks for that and thanks for being so great.

I love her mom just a little bit more today and hope to be so AWESOME of a mom!