Dear Dear Mother,
I would like to publicly apologize for my growing up years between the ages of 10 and 15. I realize now how hard it must have been to live with me as I thought I knew everything about everything and everybody. I knew how to raise children better, how to keep house better, and well, everything really. Bless my little heart, and yours too, because I now know I knew how to do absolutely nothing.
As I now have a child between the ages of 10 and 15 who thinks they know everything too and has no problem vocalizing their thoughts to me I think upon you. And how it must have taken all your self-composure and patience not to knock me into the next tomorrow or scream. Or do both.
You are a women of great patience and wisdom. You survived a child who thought she knew everything, but really knew very little. And you let said child survive.
The Daughter Who Used To Know Everything And Made It A Point To Tell You So Daily.
PS. Please forgive me. :)