Mother

Motherhood is not for wimps!

"Flowers have the sun, Children have their mothers." -Kay Andrew

A mother holds her children's hands for a while, their heart forever.

Mom's busy...take a number

Because I am the mom, that's why!

Mama don't allow no poutin here.

Mommy's Chef

Mom, I have loved you longer than you have loved me. You have only love me for part of your life, but I have loved you for all of my life.

Mom and I are friends

Without you leading the way, I wouldn’t be where I am today!

A mother’s love is never-ending.

I thank God for a mom like you!

Here's a happy Hug-A Bunch, Wrap it around and feel the crunch. May smiles and kisses come your way, With lots of love on Mother's / Father's Day.

Thanks for all you did for me!

Mom’s are special.

I want to be just like you

You can fool some of the people some of the time, but you can’t fool Mom.

I smile because I'm your mother, I laugh because there's nothing you can do about it.

Only a mother can share love with all of her children, yet give each child undivided love.

The next best thing to having you as a mother is knowing that my children will have you as a grandmother.

A mother understands what a child does not say.

All moms are working moms.

Most mothers and daughters bond, but some are crazy glued!

There is no friendship, Nor is there a potion, That is as strong as A mother's love & devotion!

Shhh! Mom is in time out!

A mother holds a special part of all that is treasured in the heart.

Whether rich or poor, Kids in and out the door, Babies crawling on the floor, A mother couldn't ask for more.

Cordless mom... recharge with hugs!

A father's love calms fears.

A mother's love dries tears.

There are three ways to get something done. 1) Hire someone to do it. 2) Do it yourself. 3) Forbid the kids to do it.

A rich child often sits in a poor mother’s lap. – Danish Proverb

If at first you don't succeed, do it like your mother told you.

A real mom knows where to hunt for her missing kitchen utensils... in the sandbox.

Nothing can bring a smile to a mother's face like those three little words, "Time for bed".

If I had no kids what would I do for aggravation?

One thing moms and cats have in common. . . spit baths!

All the words in the world can't say what a hug from Mom can.

Mom loves hugs and kisses and help with the dishes!

Mommy's little mess maker.

CAUTION! Mom is STRESSED!

Kitchen closed, this chick has had it.

A mothers love must always be strong. her work is hard, her day long. But all in all, she is truly blessed, for there is nothing so warm as a crowded nest.

At first you don't succeed, do it like your mother told you.

Housework really does make you ugly

When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure

Mom stands for "Manager Of Messes".
M agnificent
O ustanding
M arvelous

We do not remember days, we remember moments.
The way I walk
I see my mother walking
My feet secure
and firm upon the ground
The way I talk
I hear my daughter talking,
And hear my mother's echo
in the sound.
The way she thought
I find myself now thinking,
The generations linking
In a firm continum of mind.
The bridge of immortality
I'm walking -
The voice before me echoing behind.

Mommy. I catch my breath.
It is so unexpected.
Suddenly to hear that word
Again. Not Mom or Mother.
Mommy. Not in the reedy, piping
Voice of yesterday, but in a voice
Surprisingly like my own.

Between us.
Glancing at her face,
I see she doesn't realize she's said it.
And so I will not embarrass her.
I will merely
Enjoy it.

At...
1 year - Mama.
4 years - I want my Momma.
7 years - I need to ask my Mommy first.
12 years - My Mother is so uncool.
17 years - Naturally, Mother doesn't understand.
21 years - Mom is so out of touch - What would you expect?
30 years - Maybe Mom will have a good idea.
35 years - I'll call Mom and see what she thinks about it. Mom is really a lot of help.
40 years - Maybe Mom and I could do that together.
50 years - I wonder what Mom would have thought about it.
60 years - I wish once more I could talk it over with Mom.
Mothers, touch your children,
Fathers, hug them tight,
Let them know you love them
Morning, noon, and night.
Hands
Thank you Lord for dirty hands
That touch my stove and fridge;
For sticky little fingers that
Try to build a bridge.
For careless hands that go astray
In search of something new;
For hands to hold and show the way
As mothers often do.
For precious little hands in which
Great faith so abounds;
For silly little hands that reach
To touch a mother's frown.
And thank you for your guiding hand
That leads me to the light;
That lifts me when I stumble
And points me to the right.
My mother is in two places at once - on my nerves and in my heart.
The mother's heart is the child's schoolroom.
Yours were the first eyes I looked into.
Yours were the first arms to hold me tight.
You were the first to show me never-ending love and compassion.
Forever . . . you are my mother
And I am blessed.