So what's an acceptable excuse for forgetting to send a card on Mother's Day?
You don't have to get me anything for Mother's Day, dear.
Just because I carried you inside my body for 9 months, suffered through 16 hours of labor, fed you, clothed you, changed your diapers and drove you to swim practice every week doesn't mean that you could possibly owe me anything, especially 5 minutes to write my address on a stinking piece of paper.
And when I took care of you when you were sick, made you cookies every Sunday, prepared lunches for you for 12 years, and posted bail for you that one time, I did it not even expecting a $2.50 card that you could pick up at any grocery store in return.
Just knowing that you're happy and healthy is good enough for me.
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