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Happy Mother’s Day!

 MAY 14, 2021

The family tree can’t flourish without all the MOTHERS in our lives. This blog is in celebration of the MOM in my life!

Week 19: Mother’s Day

Since a picture is worth a thousand words, here’s a few that speak volumes!

MOM & ME

This is my mom and me at LAX airport heading up to San Francisco and Sacramento for a 4th grade field trip with Calvary Baptist! I was really into wearing clothes from Limited Too, and I thought my hot pink duffel bags were so cool. I don’t really recall how I FELT about fanny packs, but I know I constantly wore them, like I am in the photo. I do remember mini backpacks, like the one I was sporting, were all the rage, too! This snapshot was taken on the trip up north rather than our return home, because our flight was more than 4 hours delayed on the return and NONE of us had smiles on our faces during that airport hangout.

This is my mom and me at LAX airport heading up to San Francisco and Sacramento for a 4th grade field trip with Calvary Baptist! I was really into wearing clothes from Limited Too, and I thought my hot pink duffel bags were so cool. I don’t really recall how I FELT about fanny packs, but I know I constantly wore them, like I am in the photo. I do remember mini backpacks, like the one I was sporting, were all the rage, too! This snapshot was taken on the trip up north rather than our return home, because our flight was more than 4 hours delayed on the return and NONE of us had smiles on our faces during that airport hangout.

THROWBACK!

It’s crazy how similar my sister looks to my mom’s kid and teen photos! The genes are strong with this one. I got her eyelashes, eye color, and straight brown hair though.

It’s crazy how similar my sister looks to my mom’s kid and teen photos! The genes are strong with this one. I got her eyelashes, eye color, and straight brown hair though.

MOM’S MOM’S MOM

(LEFT TO RIGHT: Beatrice “Mamu” Bethel (Dixon) Dean, her daughter Mary Ruth, her daughter Frances Elizabeth, her daughter Edna Arlene, and her granddaughter Beatrice Anna Millhouse) This photo contains 3 generations! My mom is the youngest on the right, seated by her mother, and on the far left is her mother. I doubt this photo was taken for Mother’s Day, but it sure feels like a good fit for it.

(LEFT TO RIGHT: Beatrice “Mamu” Bethel (Dixon) Dean, her daughter Mary Ruth, her daughter Frances Elizabeth, her daughter Edna Arlene, and her granddaughter Beatrice Anna Millhouse) This photo contains 3 generations! My mom is the youngest on the right, seated by her mother, and on the far left is her mother. I doubt this photo was taken for Mother’s Day, but it sure feels like a good fit for it.

LIKE MOTHER, LIKE DAUGHTER

And I couldn’t share a post about my magical mom without a picture of us at the most magical place on Earth. Here we are at Disneyland on a family trip! And I hope to make many more of these trips with her in the future.

And I couldn’t share a post about my magical mom without a picture of us at the most magical place on Earth. Here we are at Disneyland on a family trip! And I hope to make many more of these trips with her in the future.

Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there (in every shape, size, & form), especially mine and the ones that came before her!

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