Babysitting kids - Sarah

Mom was (and is) a Saint. All those years babysitting... I don't know how she did it. The thing that bothered me the most was when one of those little kids would call my mother mom. I don't know why that was so hard for me but I hated it. She was my mom, not theirs. Looking back I have realized how neat that was that she could love them enough that they would feel that way about her. It says a lot about her. Later as a teenager I had friends that would call her mom. I LOVED that. They all felt so much love from her that I think that was the highest form of a complement they could think to give. I think everyone would have loved to have our mom as a mother. Thank you Mom!