But to further take over this blog let me take over a complete post by presenting why I am my mothers favorite child. She will try to deny that she loves only one of us more than the others, but let's face it I am the favorite child. There is no denying that this apple did not fall very far from the tree, and our like characteristics is what keeps me at the top spot.
1) I know when to cheer my mom up and when to scold her for being one of those mom's. And the sheer fact that she lets me scold her is living proof that she has an undeniable favorite status in place.
2)I help to support her unhealthy addictions to netflix binging, scrapbooking, and Pei Wei. And by support them, I mean my ass is on the couch/chair next to hers while accomplishing all of these items.
3) I go to concerts with her. Do you think my giant, long haired older brother who is in a screamo band is going to go to a country concert with her? UM NO! And then you have my little brother who sometimes should not be allowed out in public. He would go but still would not enjoy it to the full extent as I would. I mean, I love concerts, and my mom was the one who taught me that you get close to the stage or it's not worth the ticket.
4) Hello I gave her dog his name! I mean who else would come up with Stitch? Not those to metal loving brothers of mine. NOPE! It was the Disney loving daughter who was on speaker phone, calling out names while my mom was giving the verdict.
5) I send monitory gifts so that she can get Iced tea and peanut butter rice krispy treats from QT. It's the little things like that, and asking if we need to tell Wilbur and Babe that they get to eat, that can make a persons day.
6) I control whether she gets put into the looney bin, an old folks home, or a section at the Zoo when she finally looses her marbles. Because let's face it, boys cannot be trusted with that task.
7) I send her awesome videos of my dog being well.... special. They are awesome.
Also I have proof! (YEA I am going there):
HAHA!! All other arguments at this point are invalid.
XOXO- Kylea & Co.