Mama Cooksey!

I have the World's best Mom. No lie. She's the greatest. She's beautiful for beginners, and she has a giant brain. She's incredibly bright. Now, having said that. Sometimes there seem to be neural connections that just don't get made. It's probably because there's SO MUCH activity going on upstairs that there just isn't enough energy to complete the jump. Mama Cooksey is Wonder Woman. Actually, Wonder Woman doesn't have shit on Mama Cooksey. She is in charge of a medical billing giant (or just her husband's practice), heads the team in charge of all the teenage girls at church, and is the best Mom ever -- all day, every day. It's a lot of work. Today, Mama Cooksey is celebrating another anniversary of her 29th Birthday. Happy 29th Birthday again, and again, and again... and again!

I honor of my wonderful Mom, I'd like to share a few stories of what it's like to be raised by the World's Best Mom. Stories like how we went on a lot of road trips when we were kids. Every Summer, Mama would load herself in the Jeep with her 3 kids (us) for a trek across the U.S. We went to exotic locations such as Washington D.C, Atlanta, San Antonio, San Diego, Phoenix, and Custer, South Dakota. On 98% of these trips Mama Cooksey either got a speeding ticket or... lost. That's right, lost. I don't mean in a "I have no idea where I am" type of lost. It was more of a "Damn, I should have taken that exit and now we have to go 20 miles out of our way" lost. During these "lost" periods, we learned a great life lesson: how to be still. And absolutely quiet.

Recently, Mama Cooksey was in town for Mother's Day (which happened to share a weekend with my brother's college graduation). We learned the importance of being flexible and creative. Mama Cooksey's incredible creative brain naturally and effortlessly invents fun when the Cooksey kids really suck at Badminton. For instance, after a Birdie was hit and successfully soared over the net (there were very few of these) and landed on the ground (there were a lot more of those), Mama Cooksey would lift up her goal post arms and shout "Touch Down!"
The most remarkable thing about Mama Cooksey, aside from her Chuck Norris-esque strength, is her silent laugh. Mama Cooksey loves a good joke, which is good because her three kids are really funny. We know we've said a good one when we get the silent laugh. It involves about 30 seconds of silence, followed by a jovial high-pitched shriek. It's one of the greatest things you will ever witness. Good thing I caught it on video.



Happy Birthday, Mom. I love you SO SO SO much!