Day 17-WAKEY WAKEY WAKEY

Howdy!

         So in case you were wondering A&M still has me listed as a former student! Woo...its been three days now buuuuut on the bright side I'm officially enrolled back in all of my classes...soo I guess there's that! Even better news one of the most lovely people I have ever been blessed to meet announced that she was pregnant yesterday! AHH! AHH! AHH! So if you're reading this Jess...AH AH AH! So excited for you and Ben!!! Your baby has the most excellent parents EVER and lordy will it be loved and cherished!

       Last year around on the anniversary of my mom's passing my grandmother sent me this beautiful willow angel
and it was called "The Quilt". Why she sent this to me was because my mother and I shared many a snuggle under a specific quilt. She also gave me a thank you card that my mom had written to my grandma after the baby shower for me. And truly it was a wonderful card, the love of a mother is truly beautiful. Even before I was born the love my mom showed for me was evident and incredible. So I have no doubt that you, Jess, will be a stunning and perfect example of a loving mother and I can NOT wait to witness it all!  (Sorry for the cheese but my heart is overjoyed, truly!)

Memory #17

             I think if you asked anyone if there was something that their parents always did to you while growing up you would get a very unique array of answers. I mean sometimes they're little quirks that their parents did to them but perhaps altered just slightly. Maybe it was the way they wake you up or how they cooked grilled cheeses into shapes or had a specific song that they sang/quoted to you a lot. Those are the things I think we cherish the most, they are the things that even when we are mad it somehow makes us smile. Sometimes we don't really comprehend how much we adored those little quirks and songs until that person is gone. 

         When Sambo and I were younger my mom would come into our rooms and sit on the edge of our beds when it was time for us to get up. The first thing she would do is say, "Erin? Are you awake?" Which usually I was but I would squeeze my eyes shut and pretend like I was snoring (since you know I'm a fantastic actor). Then after a couple of seconds my mom would start poking me starting from my toes all the way to my head while singing, "Wakey Wakey Wakey...No more sleepy sleepy." Over and over again until you laughed or smiled and had to get up. I wish I could find a way to record this song just so you can get the entire picture but alas I'm not tech savvy! It was a tad bit annoying but no matter what it always got us up out of bed. If I overslept my alarm clock in middle school (Sometimes even high school) my mom would still wake me up that way. 

      No matter what age I was, I was never to mature or too cool for the effects of the Wakey song.

Love Always,

Erin