I can never understand

I can never understand why instead of calling me by my name my mum perfers to call me Son, as if it were a title or appointment.

It is beyond me to understand why she buys shirts several sizes too big for me and then tells me I will grow into them.

I don't know how in the world she knows that the chicken in the oven is going to take 45 minutes to cook to perfection.

That's why I think she's so great.

Happy Mother's Day.