Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Summer Mom.

I've been thinking about Summer Mom a lot lately. Summer Mom is my favorite. Autumn Mom makes you do your homework and Holiday Mom is a little stressed out, Spring Mom has allergies, but Summer Mom? Is the best. She smells like sunscreen, has a flip-flop tan and takes you to the drive-through for milkshakes when it's too hot in the car. She lets you stay in your pajamas until eleven; encourages it, even. She lets you play with the garden hose and she isn't so strict about what you eat for dinner most nights and when you go to bed.
I know Summer Mom shouldn't start until school gets out, but I'm afraid I'm already there....

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