...that she gets a post dedicated to her. Dad explained to me that today is all about her (and that I shouldn’t feel too jealous, I’ll get the day before and the day after). So I tried extra hard to be good for Mommy today. I sang her her favorite song about the birds and the lilac tree. And Dad helped me buy a robe for her. He sat me on his lap and we looked at robe after robe after robe.  When I smiled Dad knew that was the right robe for Mom. It’s super pretty, pink with purple flowers and it’s really soft. Dad said Mom likes soft things and only 100% silk will please her and no matter what we weren’t allowed to buy a size large. She said it was perfect.

   I’m so glad she’s my Mom, she feeds me and changes my diaper and changes my clothes and sings me songs and plays with me and she likes me and I like her. Dad says he likes her too, and she is the best Mom in the whole world.  What do you mean Dad?  She’s the ONLY Mom!