Hi, this is my cute mom on our little kayaking trip through the Apostle Islands yesterday. Today's her birthday, so like brace yourself for a sappy post!
Growing up with Amy as my momma felt a lot more like Gilmore Girls than it did Seventh Heaven, sounded like a lot like Tom Petty singing "Last Dance With Mary Jane" while we took off on another last minute adventure, and tasted like the best meal you ever had-but will never have again, because she just made it up as she went.
Momma, thanks for always having a "it's me and you kid" mentality. Thanks for raising me where I never once doubted your pride in me or love for me. You're pretty rad A-Newbs, hope you've enjoyed your time celebrating "up north."