*Winners are up for the Twist & Pout giveaway!*
I love my Mom.
And from what I gather, so do you guys.
I was looking through my comments and e-mails today and didn’t have to look back too far to find these:
If you are new to the blog and don’t know what I’m talking about, here are some of her latest comments:
On bloggers:
On social skills (and teasing me about my brother house-sitting during our vacation, which he didn’t):
On parenting skills:
On people driving too fast in the neighborhood:
Giving moral support:
Her thoughts on Twitter:
I have been told that a couple of you actually scroll through the comments first and look for hers, and then scroll back up and read my post.
Thanks, guys.
Ahem.
She has made some friends with you guys, too. Some of you are her facebook friends, and she’s stopped by a few blogs, as well:
She’s quite the celebrity, you know.
I have been calling you guys groupies behind your back.
And I thought it would be fun to give you a button.
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*I believe this code is working. If not, it might work for you if you grab it from the box on the right sidebar*
So, go ahead and grab her button.
And don’t forget to let me know that you did (so I can tell her how to find you).
I would love to get a list of groupies together.
I am going to try and do a Grandma Teetsie comment wrap up once a month or so, in case you happen to miss a laugh or two.
(No stress, Mom. Just keep doing what you’re doing:)
Oh, and for those who have asked, Her name is Terri. But her brothers and sisters (8 of them in all) couldn’t pronounce Terri when she was little. So, Teetsie it was. It stuck.
She didn’t get it bad.
Two of her brothers are Binger and Bhomas.
You guys have cracked me up with your support for my Mom, and I love it.
I had no idea that my readers would end up falling in love with my Mom.
But that’s what happens when you meet her.
You fall in love with her like she’s your own mother.
Trust me, it’s been happening my whole life.
But I love her more.
(Happy Mother’s Day!)





























































