My mother would do anything for us kids. My brother seemed to always have her running some odd errand or another. On one occasion, she had been directed to purchase machetes, and books on speaking ape. The cashier raised his brow, and looked at her as if she was mad as she reluctantly requested a book on ape language. Another time, he had her pick up tickets for the Vanilla Fudge concert, but when she reached the box office, she had forgotten the name of the band, and asked to purchase two tickets to Chocolate Fudge.
What a great sport!
Happy Birthday Mom!
Thanks for EVERYTHING!
I Love You!
You're peanut butter fudge is still the BEST!
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