I've been thinking more about the word "super" and who in my life I deem "super." My mom is pretty super! I still call her "super mom" and feel she has secret "super powers" that only the rest of us could dream of having. I swear I don't know when the woman sleeps. Growing up, our house was ALWAYS clean...despite having 6 banshees running through it on a daily basis. We didn't leave the house until all of our rooms were clean and beds made, and she has somehow figured out how to get us (her children) to do that before we left for school every morning. We always had lunches everyone else wanted and the best snacks (the kind your friends come over for because their moms won't buy them!) She washed like 10 loads of clothes a day, and unlike in my house they would all be folded and put away at the end of the day. Our yard was (and still is) immaculate. The woman loves to mow and has the most incredible green thumb! At the end of every month, all the pictures on the walls and knick-knacks on the shelves would come down and she'd change the entire house for the next holiday/season. It was incredible, as if elves lived there or something! And even though she already had 6 kids in the house, my mom would always let us each have a friend over. On a normal Friday or Saturday night, there were anywhere from 8 to 12 kids (including ourselves) spending the night in our house. Despite all of this, my mom still worked in my dad's veterinarian clinic every afternoon and on Saturday mornings. She knew every client and even there pet's names. She volunteered at our school, and drove us all to practices (piano, track, cheerleading, gymnastics, etc.) In her free time, she'd even help her friends and our friends moms redecorate a room, paint, or sew. Now that my dad has passed away, she's raising two of her children alone and keeping her grandkids on a regular basis. She's also become "mom" to several other precious teens who needed someone. All in all, this woman...my mom...is "super"ior in my book!!!
