Raising kids can be tough. They have their own agenda and sense of style (notice little Spike's hair-gelled statement). To all the women who've opened their hearts to kids and fur-kids - and worked and struggled and stayed up nights - and laughed and cried with pride when the child found wings and soared. Well done. (Click on the photo and you'll see she's smiling and crying at the same time.) Our great son sent me a beautiful hydrangea which will grace our new patio's shade bed. He is precious.