Mothers are the best!

With mother's day coming up this week I thought it might be appropriate to share some of my favorite memories of my mother. Yesterday would have been the first. By the way I think all mothers are amazing. Thank you for putting up with your little kids!

When I was little my mom was so patient with me. We have a home video of me eating breakfast one Sunday morning. I was eating oatmeal, very slowly. I would take a bite, chew for a while, swallow, take a sip of juice, and then talk a little. My mother would then say, "Take another bite", which prompted me to start the cycle again. I'm sure this happened nearly every morning. I really don't like oatmeal, but I'm glad my mother made me eat it so that I could grow up big and tall.

I usually load as much sugar into my breakfast as possible, even now. So when mom made oatmeal I liked to push the limits of my cereal to sugar ratios. Usually I was only allowed one spoonful and my mother would tell me the story of Sugary Sam:

"One day Sugary Sam had a lot of sugar on his cereal. Sugary Sam loved sugar. He ate it with everything. His mother warned him not to eat too much Sugar, but Sam never listened. One day Sugary Sam's mother asked him to go to the store to buy some groceries. Sam went and picked up the bag of groceries his mother asked for. On the way home it started to rain. Sugary Sam started to run, but he never made it home. No one ever saw Sam again, they just found a bag of groceries sitting in a puddle of melted sugar."

And that is why you should do what your mother tells you!