Hey mom.
It's me, Chels.
Mother's Day is pretty soon... So happy Mother's Day.
What's it like, mom? Raising kids?
Difficult, I guess.
Did I turn out how you wanted me to?
Are you proud of me?
Are you proud of what I've become?
Or do you wish I took a different road?
Would you change the way I am?
Are you embarrassed of me?
Are you comfortable going out with me in public?
Do you mention me to your friends?
Are the other two better than me?
Do you mind being a freak's mom?
Am I a good daughter?
Do I help out enough?
I apologize for digging your tulips and daffodils up. The dinosaurs were hungry, what can I say.
I'm sorry about that one time- well, few times I knocked over the candle on your tablecloth and got wax everywhere.
Sorry for colouring the walls with crayons.
Sorry for walking through the living room with my muddy shoes.
Sorry about the vase... It was an accident.
Sorry for playing baseball with the apples.
Sorry for climbing into bed with you and waking you up, you're so soft and warm and you smell nice.
Sorry for sneezing on the green beans.
Sorry for bringing worms into the house.
Sorry for letting the dog in right after I hosed her down.
Sorry about the rabbit pee on the carpet.
Sorry about wearing your slippers all the time... I can't find mine and yours are so comfy.
Sorry for forgetting to do the dishes.
Sorry for making a mess all the time.
Sorry for not putting the converter back... I'm sure it's in the couch.
Sorry about the light switch... Umm... I honestly don't know where it went.
You still love me, right? Okay.
Happy Mother's Day.
I love you.