April Frank

My sister has a myspace blog, I read it today and it sparked some really good memories.
I always wanted to be a mom like April Frank (yes beth, your mom). One of the memories I have is that whenever we got home from school (meaning beth and I...at her house) we were always greeted. I never really got that at home because my mom always worked until after 5. I guess its just the little things that really meant alot. Having someone else fix you a snack(Popcorn, nachos, fresh bread and butter), or ask about your day and really care, or even cheer you on when your friend (ahem....) was kicking your butt at skip-bo. (Im still not very good at that game).
Anyway....here is some of my sisters blog
"I got a bread maker for Christmas. I was really excited about the whole thing. I remember being like nine and going over to Emily Franks house and her mom always made bread and I wished that my mom would make bread. I am glad that Jillian will never have to go through that kind of resentment. April Frank made really good pancakes too, shaped like Mickey Mouse. Mmmm pancakes!" (just for the record my sister is a pleasantly sarcastic blogger like myself)
I just thought that I would share. Its always nice to talk about someone who made such a positive impact on my life...and obviously my sisters too.