Mom to Mother

I got this in our church bulletin on Sunday:

Real Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.
Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy oven and happy kids.
Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of carpets.
Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.
Real Mothers sometimes ask "Why me?" and get their answer when a little voice says, "Because I love you best."
Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured by height or years or grad. It is marked by the progression of Mommy to Mom to Mother...

4 Years of Age - My Mommy can do anything
8 Years of Age - My mom knows a lot! A Whole Lot!
12 Years of Age- My mother doesn't really know quite everything.
14 Years of Age- Naturally, Mother doesn't know that either.
16 Years of Age- Mother? She's hopelessly old fashioned.
18 Years of Age- That old woman? She's way out of date.
25 Years of Age - Well, she might know a little bit about it.
35 years of Age - Before we decide, let's go ask Mom's opinion.
45 Years of Age - Wonder what Mom would have thought about it?
55 Years of Age - Wish I could talk it over with Mom.

I think this is so true. I remember thinking these thoughts, especially as a teen, and now I know my mom might know a bit about it! I usually call home to ask her opinion and glad I can! :c)