Here is Mr. Tom in his full Thanksgiving regalia standing in front of Lewie Read’s house. Lewie is long dead and last I knew the place belonged to some relatives of his. I know not who. He never married or had children (that anyone knows of). From what I remember about Lewie, I think probably he did not have any children…

Happy Mother’s Day to all who observe this greeting card type holiday. I know that it is not exactly manufactured by greeting card companies. Still it feels a bit that way. But any excuse to celebrate anything. The GG is in the yooperland but my beach urchins and friends descended upon me and cooked dinner. I got to help a teensy tinesy bit by shopping for some stuff and chopping a couple things. And doing a lot of the dishes, which will mostly not be done until sometime tomorrow. It’s okay. I actually like to wash dishes. [Delete very long story.]

Mother’s Day? Every day is mother’s day. Am I a good mother? I do not know. I try not to dwell on all the years of learning to be a mother. Reading all kinds of crapola about what to do (or not do) with your newborn, etc. What *do* you do with a newborn, especially if, like me, you have absolutely ZERO experience with babies. What did I do? Well, the first time around, the GG did most of the newborn care for a couple weeks. Being in the middle of 10 siblings with nieces and nephews galore, he had plenty of experience. I had never changed a diaper.

Throughout all the years did I do everything perfectly? No I did not. I regret so many things I can’t even count them all. But I could always sit back and think about my imperfect parenting methods and try to improve them.

With two mature adult daughters plus a bonus daughter, I have developed a couple of mantras. “Go with the flow” and “Stay outta the fray”. I dunno what I did to raise them “right” but they seem to have turned out just fine and whenever there is something I feel like second guessing, I just zip my lip. There are certain things in life that don’t change but in other ways, times do change and our children have to be able to adapt to some of those changes. And *we* need to stay out of their way.

Well, that’s the short story…

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