Saturday, June 14, 2008

Happy birthday Mom!

I'm sorry for all the clothes that I wouldn't wear. And for being such a picky eater. Also, for the dents in the Celica, Station Wagon and Astro Van. Pretty much for my teenage years in general. I'm really grateful that you brought me into the world and let me live in spite of all that. Right there I'm forever in your debt, and since then, you've potty-trained my oldest and been on Disney trips with us three times, so I have no chance of payback. But I hope these four make up a little for all the pain of raising me. ;) We love you!       Shell

1 comment:

cathy said...

You will find that you love your children more each no matter what they do. Grandchildren are a bonus that pays back everything!!! I love you! Mom