Is it weird for me to pick my mom at the ripe old age of post toddler? Maybe. Do I care? Absolutely not! My mother has and always will be one of my dearest friends. She let's me be weird and nerdy, and she listens to me at those moments even though I'm convinced that half the time she doesn't know what I'm talking about :) She's supportive, gives great advice, and is filled with love and compassion towards others. Thanks, Mom, for wanting to be a part of my adventures. Thanks for loving my enthusiasm for things like dino chicken nuggets! Thank you for all you've done. I love you, and I'm ever so grateful to have you as a part of my life.