I Had The World’s Meanest Mother

I am thinking about Mothers Day and how blessed Peter and I were to be raised by such wonderful mothers. I am thankful every day that we both had “mean mothers” who loved us.

This poem from a 1970’s newspaper article will help you to understand what a mean mother is.

Here they are, with our son Matthew. They are both actively involved in our kids lives, which means so much to me.

They are my role models. I hope to be like them some day. 🙂