My Mama

This is my Mama.
Technically she is our Mama (Mine, Bobbie's, and Levi's).
But hey, as the oldest, she was mine first. (so there)I do not think that I could have asked for a better Mom. We had our differences, but according to her it only lasted about a month and then I was "back to normal". Mom, maybe you were the one that was acting abnormally...ever think of that? Ok, ok, that is probably not the case, but I had to try. Anyhow, now we are great friends and I can talk to her about anything. We are even taking classes together through LCSC and....wait for it..... will actually both graduate with our Bachelors degrees on the same date. Strange how things work.
My Mom is proof to me that a teenage mother can be a good mother, even a great mother, and quite possibly a fantastic mother. I would say that my Mama ranks in the 'fantastic' category. I am not just saying that because I want something or because I need to kiss some booty. I truly believe it. After all, she raised me.

And I think that she is the best.