People say I look like her which I take as a compliment every time. They also say I must get my hair color from her, which is ironic because she's naturally blonde.
{Maybe I shouldn't be telling people that on her birthday...hmm. Can't be as bad as revealing her age, right?}
Anyway, when I was 8 years old, we got a new girl in my class named Andrea. She was tall and had awesome hair and all the guys liked her. I was jealous. Also, she had a mom who was exotic looking and absolutely gorgeous. Nothing like the other mothers at school. I told Mom all about her. "Andrea's mom is the prettiest mom I've ever seen."
She paused. "What about me?"
I thought for a minute, and said, "Oh Mom...but you're funny."
Looking back, I still can't believe I didn't tell her how beautiful she is and that I hoped someday I'd be as pretty as she is. I also can't believe how gracefully she took what I said. She laughed and told me, "Well, funny lasts a lot longer than pretty does, so I'll take that any day."
Happy birthday, to my funny (and still very pretty) Mom.
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