Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Birds of a Feather

The little boy put on his mother's head band that she saved for bad hair days and he wore it all morning in the kitchen while they talked about what it would be like when he grew up and left home.
She said "I would give you that headband to take with you as a momento when you leave but I have a hunch I might be needing it a lot more then."
"Well then I'll use it today in advance and just remember," he said.


So his mother let him wear it and she didn't really mind, but he didn't give it back for a long time so she kept thinking all day about how quiet and common and over rated an empty nest must be and that's why she had to avoid mirrors for the rest of the day.

                                                               A mother's love is forever.


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