Mom and Dad are Nuts

I swear, every time I visit, I think, "WOW."

Then, I think, "I'm going to be like this in 35 years. WOW."

My mom loads me down with "necessities" every time I visit. This trip, I have a box of stuff for M. This makes me giggle, because this is usually all the stuff that goes to me. There's household items that I would use, like generic brand napkins, paper towels, q-tips, and toothpaste. Then, there's randomness. Like, flip flops she picked up for $2 at Sears, a scent-less candle, and a travel pack of Bandaids to put in her car. Okay, thanks Mom.

My to-go-goodie-box contains some jewelry she picked up, some Christmas ornaments, a bag of peanuts, and three tank tops she picked up (I refused two of them).

I was five years old when my mom was 40. I think about trying to run after a 5-year-old (much less a 1-year-old, my little sister) at my age. No wonder she's crazy (Yes, I know several people who are this age with little ones too. And I'm telling you, your brain cells may be a little off when you're 50).