When I was little, my mom was my best friend.
I would follow her around the house and say, "Remme dis book." She would stop whatever she was doing and we would read, right there.
She would wake me up every morning by singing to me. We sang all the time. We sang real songs, we sang made-up songs, and we made our own songs to go with Nursery Rhymes.
We would cook all the time, too. I would eat really weird and random things. Like raw onions.
We played Blocks. I had a lot of blocks. We built stuff, but not just that, we played SERIOUS BLOCKS. Like, all the longskinny blocks were people and we acted out legit stories.
My mom can sing.
My mom is a born teacher. And she teaches the 8th grade.
My mom is really smart.
My mom is one of those people that everyone likes.
In a lot of ways, my mom is like me. We're both logical and stubborn and LOVELOVELOVE to read. Our minds work really quickly and go in lots of different directions at once. We both have a "low idiot tolerance," which basically just means we're impatient XD
All of this translates to one thing:
Either we get along great, or we don't get along at all XD
When two people are so alike, there are bound to be lots of personality clashes. As I've been growing up, that's happened a whole lot. I can be quite an exasperating person. I'm great at learning peoples' buttons, and I'm also great at pushing them. The past couple of years have been rougher than ones before, but lately I think we're getting along again...
You'd think that hitting Sweet 16 and trying to grow up would make a relationship even rockier, but life (and moms!) are full of surprises. Lately I've found a really cool, reasonable, logical, fun friend and ally in my awesome momma. I don't wanna say it's a shock, but..well... ;)
My mom is pretty cool after all :) Okay, fine, VERY cool. I do love you, Momma.