Thanks for teaching me that kitchen disasters (and life disasters) aren’t always as bad as they seem.
For letting me be myself, even if that meant outrageous clothing choices and varied hair colors.
For sticking up for me and having my back even if you (or others) didn’t understand the methods to my madness.
For giving me all the cooking and baking knowledge and skills to have a website like this in the first place.
For teaching me to be a good, compassionate, intelligent & most importantly independent person.
But also teaching me not to be a doormat, to stand up for what I think is right and to think for myself.
For putting up with my craziness and even at times encouraging it.
And for letting me know that no matter who I am or what I do, I’ll always have someone believing in me.
I love you. To you and all the other awesome mom’s out there…