You know what I mean, right? They're comforting in the most real way. They're always good for a snuggle, (especially when you're feeling a little bummy) and when something is wrong in the world, it's the first place you want to go. Or at least it always has been for me, which is exactly why when I was about 11 years old I announced this revelation to my mom. She laughed at me good-naturedly, gave me a hug (another wonderful piece of motherly-goodness), and agreed: yes, mommies are definitely like flannel.
I may be 26 and a half, but my sentiments haven't changed. God certainly knew what he was doing when he created mommies, and I couldn't be more thankful for mine.
(Happy Mother's Day Mom! You're the best.)
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