Happy Mother's Day

 Insert picture of mom here, I promise I will after I go to Nita's next week.

Our mom was a spit-fire of a little woman. Born and raised on the English Bayou in Southwestern Louisiana.  Moved away from home early in life but didn't marry all that early as was done in the early 50's.  She was an awesome dancer and loved to dance.  She had a sense of adventure and loved to travel too.

Married a man who also loved to dance and had a sense for adventure and travel, they never failed to take a nice long vacation every year.  She was June Cleaver and Martha Stewart before either of them even knew who they were.  She could have written the book on being the perfect homemaker.

She was the PTA mom, the fun mom, the Room Mother, the neighborhood mom who could fix a broken bike chain when the dads were all at work.

She'd jump rope with us tried to teach us how to Double Dutch but we were just too clutsy,  play basket-ball with us, let us swing on the clothesline (it was the kind shaped like an octagon and spun around.) She'd break up dog fights with a broom and hose down a Peeping Tom with a garden hose in the middle of the night.  She wasn't afraid of anyone or anything.  I once saw her whack a 5 foot Alligator Gar in the head with a hatchet for trying to take the fish she and my dad were cleaning at the edge of the lake besides the catfish we had gar for dinner that night too.

If we argued she'd put us in the backyard to spar and she'd umpire and never take sides she did even the odds for me once when she let me use a tennis racket on my older brother, but he could run faster than me.  She taught my sister and to take up for ourselves but to always act like a lady.

She could gut a fish and chop wood as good as any guy and was a fashion designer not only for my sister and I, but for our Barbies and quiet a few Majorettes in the High School band too.

So as I read other blogs giving tribute and thanks to Mom's, I can't help but think of all the times people have told me "you are such an awesome Mom" or "your kids are lucky to have you for a Mom."  All I can say is that I learned by example.

We miss you mom!