Pick your mom some flowers.

Sometimes you just have to pick your mom some flowers.  

When my mom was away helping a friend she sent my brother and me this quote.  

One day, when my children are grown, I hope they still come through that front door without knocking. I hope they head to the kitchen for a snack and rifle through the mail looking for a magazine they always read. I hope they come in and feel the weight of adulthood leave them, for they are home. For my children, my door will forever be open. Above all else, I hope they know this without me telling them. Love speaks clearly enough.  

Go out and surprise your mom with something special.