OH KIMBERLY!In her 50 wise years she has had too many embarrassing, weird things happen to her and it wouldn’t be fair to keep them in the family. She is special, she is funny. She’s got 8 kids, and as she says “each one took a part of her brain with them at birth”. So what if her house is a mess? So what if she drives like a crazy at night? So what if she talks herself into weird situations she can’t get out of? She’s my mom and I love her.
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Duke, mom and I were getting lunch the other day. Duke looks over at me then says, “mom, I’ve been wanting to tell you this for quite a while now but I’m afraid at what you’ll say….”. He paused then … Continue reading
My Dad was always on Mom’s back about babying us kids. She worried too much, and she needed to let the kids be kids. Whitney came running into the house one day crying and holding her arm. Someone had pushed … Continue reading
I had got myself into some big mess at school. I was supposed to write about a big event that changed my life. I did what I do best, and made it up. I wrote about how I had gone … Continue reading
Kimberly, Whitney (my sis) and I were in Tampa, Florida a day or so before we embarked on a Caribbean cruise. We drove around town trying to find what’s hot, and mom thought she was funny calling the locals “Tampons”. … Continue reading
Kimberly drove a pink 1981 checker taxi cab for most of the years I grew up. It was cool. License plate said “BUBLGUM”. It had jump seats in the back that were like bouncy chairs.I thought I was TS every … Continue reading
Whitney (my sister), when she was little was laying on my mom’s lap at church, looked up at her sweetly (mom was ready for “i love you”, “you’re so beautiful” or “you’re the best”) and said “can I have your … Continue reading
My little brother Mac once looked at my mom at church and told her “mom, you look like dog the bounty hunter”. She kinda does… in a good way.