Anyway, I enjoyed her post and it reminded me of a poem I love - so I decided to share it today! There's kind of a funny story behind me coming across this poem. Several years back as hubby and I were shopping on a weekend get-away, we came across a framed copy of this poem, and decided it was a perfect Mother's Day gift for my mom. On Mothers day, as I watched my mom open her gift, she read it and thanked me, but with a funny little twinkle in her eye. I then proceded to open my gift from her and my dad (I know why should THEY give ME a gift for Mother's day, right?), guess what they gave me? YUP, a framed copy of the same poem!!
How to Be a Mean Mother
A mean mother never allows candy or sweets
to take the place of a well balanced meal.
A mean mother insists on knowing where her
children are at all times, who their friends are
and what they do.
A mean mother breaks the child labor law
by making her children work - washing dishes,
making beds, learning to cook and doing other
cruel and unpleasant chores.
A mean mother makes life miserable for
offspring by insisting that they always tell the truth.
A mean mother has teenagers who are
wiser and more sensible.
A mean mother can smile with secret delight
and pride when she hears her grandchildren
call their parents "mean".
What the world needs now are more Mean Mothers!