Soft as angel feathers

There are many people today that deserve recognition...many debates and famous records being broken, but the most important of them all over all the rapid movements of the world is my mother. She had her birthday yesterday and she has never looked so young and eager. Thanks to her I will never have wonder what I am going to have for breakfast ever again...for the only breakfasts available to anyone in the world is the following

Monday: Cream of Wheat

Tuesday: Eggs and Toast and some yogurt fruit concoction that she overheard someone talking about in relief society.

Wednesday: French Toast (If we were lucky we'd be eating last nights hamburger buns with the seeds shaved off)

Thursday: Oatmeal (and to spice things up sometime mom switches Mondays and Thursdays meals to keep us kids always guessing)

Friday: The best...Cold cereal day

Saturday: Pancakes or Asia Pans! (Depends who wanted to cook..mom or dad)

Sunday: Another Cold Cereal day! Yes!!

So there you have it! These are the only choices that man has if he wants to have breakfast at any one point of his life! :) And you know that all of us kids are going to serving the same to our kids...or at least I will be for sure...Keeps one from wondering what we are going to have for breaky... "What are we going to eat this morning? oh..oh..what day is it? That's right it is Wednesday...that means French toast! yum!"

No I am grateful for my mom and for what she as taught me in my lifetime. She is so sweet and innocent, her touch is like an angels wing. I love you mom. And I am so glad you were born on this belayed day. There are few thoughts that go through my head without you or your influences attached. My mom also just recently got a job and hats off to her...she hasn't had an hourly job in years and I'm proud that she has taken this new turn and doing her part to help out! Love ya! So many good memories I have of you. Happy Birthday

(Currently listening to Drown Out by The Swell Season)