"Dear Mom...vessel of life...all knowing goddess of the bathrobe (okay so that's a little bit of a stretch),
Thank you for countless hours of patience in teaching me how to read, write and count one fish, two fish. You & Dr. Seuss have changed my life. I promise to use my power for good."
Well, the little dickens went rogue on me and this is what I got...
Mom is talking on the phone for a long time.
I don't know why?
So I ask you, is knowledge really power?