Mama's Glue

If I turn up dead or missing in the next few months, please be advised that the suspect is most likely my mother and the motive for the crime is my posting of this picture.

Mothers are wonderful creatures. They endure years of poopy diapers, stretch marks, and carpooling. Then their kids grow into adulthood and even though they don't need mom to tie their shoelaces or clean up poopy messes (I'm sorry I use the word poop so much. It is one of my favorite four letter words though), moms still keep their children's little souls glued together somehow. Even when they're thousands of miles away...

Thanks for the glue, mom.

I love you.

Please don't kill me.