Blog Challenge Day 4

My Parents:

For me, its my parent. My Mom. She's what I've got, but I'm happy with her :)

She is one of my best friends. Over the past 6 years I have grown to love her and respect her more than I thought I ever would. We've been through a lot as a family, her and I had to really help each other. I'm so happy to say we've been able to dust ourselves off and come out on the better side of life!

My Mom is a fun loving kind of lady who LOVES a good dirty joke.

She doesn't sugar coat much in life, it is what it is. You can keep your bull crap because she doesn't need it! (A lesson/trait I am taking from her :))

She is pretty much the crazy dog lady. She has 4 of them, they are all mental and she thinks they are funny.

She just adores her grand babies, and she's earned the right to laugh instead of punish when they do things like say bad words, or get into something they shouldn't.

She comes to my house almost every Saturday after work to eat her lunch. I am so grateful for these little visits, I notice on the weeks we don't have them. I will miss those someday.

She has the most generous heart, she has taught me to be giving of my home and possessions. Growing up we always had different friends of my brothers or I living at the house. It was never a question for her, a kid needed a place to stay, well she wasn't going to be the one to turn them down. We had a 3 bedroom ranch with something like 10 people living there at one point.

I find myself sounding JUST like her (groan) I am turning into my mother. There are some things I vow NEVER to do.

• Like say embarrassing things WAY TOO LOUD. She does this to me all.the.time.
• She tucks her shirts into her underwear, to me this is a tell tale sign you are getting old (Al does it sometimes, too) I NEVER will.
• She wears crocs (fake ones) that are a few sizes too big. On purpose.
• If she spills something on her shirt she will use a sponge and water to get it out, which would be fine except she manages to soak at least 8-10 inches too much of shirt. Then she will leave the house.

She's crazy, probably certifiable, but God I love her! I'm so thankful she's my Mom.