To Amy

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Happy Mother's Day to my beautiful friend. I hope Colin spoils you rotten with extra snuggles, kisses, giggles and a long, long nap.

Amy and I talk often about the struggles of daily life, but don't let her fool you, she's enjoying every second (because that's what she does).

Amy is fun and always has been - I speak from about 25 years of experience of being by her side.  She lives a full life.  If it's not full she fills it with travel, celebrations, drinks and laughs (while the rest of us go to sleep early or read a book).  She gives Colin and her kids at school her everything - she does this every day.
The night we don't speak of, yet can never forget.

But it's Mother's Day and Amy is a fantastic Mom.  What I admire most about her is her unapologetic approach to bad-ass mothering.  She's doing it every day with her whole heart.  Yet, when mistakes occur and perfection's not met, she doesn't crumble.  She takes things in stride and she's usually hysterically laughing when she does it. She takes care of Colin and Brian and she also manages to make life fun (all the time...right Brian??).  Who else buys Kylie Jenner lip kits (yes numerous), creates numerous Disney classics mixed cds and knows any important pop-culture reference before I do.

Anyone's lucky to have Amy in their life.  Just imagine if she carried you for 9 months and went through 24+ hours of labor right before her 30th
birthday to bring you in this world?

Right. Colin you are one lucky boy!


Enjoy this day (as I know you will).  You deserve it mama.


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