She's just like a mom....only smaller!
(Seriously, don't know how I came from her. Good thing I wasn't a big baby!)
And it's her birthday!!!!
After, oh say, the fourth year, I caught on.
And I cried and cried.
Not because she wasn't 23,
but because she lied to me!
(I can't believe my mother lied to me!!!! waaaaaa!
I think I may have aged her a lot that year.)
Then I accepted it and happily became older than her
on my 24th birthday.
HAPPY 23RD BIRTHDAY, MOM!
You don't look a day over 22!