Happy Mumsy Day

Published 3:37 pm Sunday, May 9, 2010

By Staff
Kevin Travis, Sports Editor
My Mumsy means the world to me.
It’s nice that we can celebrate mothers today but, honestly, every day should be Mother’s Day.
Mothers are special. They cook for us. They clean for us. They encourage us. They teach us.
They are there to listen to us gripe. They are there to listen to us brag.
They are there to offer words of advice. They are there to stand behind us, no matter are decisions.
They are there for the good times. They are there for the bad times.
Those first three words say it all to me — they are there.
I can’t thank my mom enough for that. A card can only say so much. Flowers are a nice gesture, but my mom deserves so much more.
I’ve always appreciated my mom — from everything that she’s dealt with to how she carries herself. From her wisdom to her sense of humor.
I can’t say I’ve always heeded her advice, but I can tell you this — I should have. You would think by now I would learn to listen to EVERYTHING my mom has to say.
She’s so great that she even let my new puppy into her home. Believe me, that says a lot!
Ever since I got my puppy, an endless-supply-of-energy, growing-like-a-weed, monstrous-paws, big-time-explorer and even-bigger-chewer golden retriever, I have learned to appreciate my mom as a parent more. Thor (which won out over Buddy) has gotten himself into a bit of mischief here and there. From a losing fight with a thorn bush to a sprained paw/ankle from playing rough-house, I have a deeper appreciation for all parents out there. The worrier in me wanted to rush him to the vet. Whether it was that, a sneeze or a strange, ahem, deposit.
When he whined in his cage the first couple nights, I didn’t know what to do. So I complained to mom.
I didn’t understand why he whined. When my mom put me in the cage, I went straight to sleep. (That’s a joke, people!)
Now she gets updates on his eating habits. On his walking habits. On his sleeping habits (darn thing took a nap on the couch when I went to the gym. Instead of scampering off the couch when I walked in, he lifted his head, looked at me, yawned, and put his head back on the pillow. All I could do was say, “Thor, can I get you anything, pal?”)
She listens to them all and even chuckles on occasion.
She even listens to my sports stories — what team did what, or what player did what, or what coach said what.
She’s a good mom.
No, she’s a great mom. And I couldn’t be prouder to call her my mom.
Happy Mother’s Day to all you wonderful moms out there.
And a special Happy Mumsy Day to mine. I love you.
Kevin Travis is the Sports Editor of the Washington Daily News. You may reach him at 940-4217, or by e-mail at Kevin(at)wdnweb.com.