And just about any present will do.
But this Mother's Day, my mom really outdid herself in picking the most sweetest, most special-est present for my sister and me. Well, at least for me, anyway. My sister was kind of a dud about it, but that's OK, because it gave me a temporary edge in the favorite daughter competition.
Long ago (exactly how long shall remain undisclosed), my mom made my sister and me matching dresses out of a pretty white fabric with strawberries on it. I LOVED that dress and was very bitter when I outgrew it---that happened with a lot of dresses back then, really, since I tended to forge deep and lasting relationships with my clothes. These days, I'm happy when they pass on because it gives me a reason to go shopping.
Fickleness, thy name is Tina.
But this dress I loved with a passion. I felt cute in it. I WAS cute in it.
And my sweet mother hunted down the same strawberry fabric and bought enough to make my sister and me each a big girl dress out of it.
When I opened the package, my mouth dropped open and I gasped in delight. Instant recognition spanned the intervening years.
When my sister opened the package she went, "You're making us....curtains?"
Tssssssssssst. Score one for the Teenster!