My Mom

Last week the shrimp wrote on our carpet with a permanent marker. I had been on the phone with Terry, collecting everything I would need to go to the post office to mail off Mother's day packages (packing tape, tissue paper, a permanent marker etc.) when I realized that I couldn't find the permanent marker. The one that I had just put on the kitchen table with the rest of the supplies. And while I was searching our junk drawer for it, the shrimp was leaving his artistic mark in the hallway.

I screamed.

Terry thought the baby was dead.

It was pretty dramatic.

I called my Mom in a panic, told her what happened, and then asked for cleaning and discipline advice. And you know what that silly Mom did?

She laughed.

And I got mad.

And she chuckled a little more.

And I started to cry.

Then she said - RELAX. The stain will come out. The worst scenario would mean calling the carpet cleaner to come spot treat it but it definitely would come out. "Do a little research online and I'm sure you'll find ideas on what works and what doesn't". She was right, of course.

Happy Mother's Day to the woman who has seen it all before (5 times!) and always helps me to see the big picture.

i love you.