When I was 1 year old, she fed me and bathed me.
I thanked her by crying all night long.
When I was 2 years old, she taught me to walk.
I thanked her by running away when she called.
When I was 3 years old, she made all my meals with love.
I thanked her by tossing my plate on the floor.
When I was 4 years old, she gave me some crayons.
I thanked her by coloring the dining room table.
When I was 5 years old, she dressed me for the holidays.
I thanked her by plopping into the nearest pile of mud.
When I was 6 years old, she walked me to school.
I really thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOT GOING!"
When I was 7 years old, she bought me a baseball.
I thanked her by throwing it through the next-door-neighbor's window.
When I was 8 years old, she handed me an ice cream.
I thanked her by dripping it all over my lap.
When I was 9 years old, she paid for band lessons.
I thanked her by never even bothering to practice.
When I was 10 years old she drove me all day,
from football to bandto one birthday party after another.
I thanked her by jumping out of the car and
never looking back or saying I love you or good bye.
When I was 11 years old, she took me and my friends to the movies.
I thanked her by asking her not to come in with us.
When I was 12 years old, she warned me not to watch certain TV shows.
I thanked her by waiting until she went to sleep.
Now that I'm 13 years old, she suggested I start paying for my own haircuts.
I thanked her by telling her she had all the money.
But i truly love my mom.