for some reason i cannot stop thinking about my mother today. she created such wonderful memories for my brother and me: turning trips to the grocery store into exciting learning experiences, hand-crafting numerous halloween costumes, allowing us to run rampant through the house with our pot and pan marching band and even going the extra mile to establish small familial traditions that no other family had or has. i can't even begin to thank her for all the hard work. i know on several occasions i called her the "meanest mother in the world" or yelled out the phrase "i can't WAIT to move out of here." but all in all i'm so very glad to have had the meanest mother in the world, because that meant she cared. thanks mom for being the amazing woman of God that you are and always putting in the extra effort to make Ross and me feel needed, loved and at home.