Aside from making sure there's good food on the table and clean clothes in your drawers (as well as making sure you pick up after yourself and respect your elders), mom's are there to pick you up when you've fallen, to make your darker days bright.

That's why you have to forgive them for the little white lies they told over the years. Because sometimes the truth is a little hard for a kid to take. Or maybe they love us so much, they fool themselves into believing it.

Either way, here are a few of our favourites...  

This will only hurt a little bit...
Whether it be a regular visit for a check up, or something special at the dentist, mom's know when it's going to hurt like hell, but that you need it anyway. You look into her soft eyes and believe every word, every time she says it.

You're my favourite...
What she's really saying is, “You're my favourite... at this moment.” A mother would never admit to her kids that she loves one more than the other (unless she's psycho or just plain mean). To other people, maybe. But for the most part, if she calls you her favourite, it's because her other kids are driving her batty while you're playing well with others.     

They're just jealous of how pretty you are...
You come home with tears in your eyes after the girls teased you on the playground. What else is she going to say? They do what they can to protect us, but there are many things in the world they have no control over. And even though mother's are SUPPOSED to believe this of their little girls, it's really their conviction that has us believing the white washed truth.

One day your prince will come...
Let's face it. Mom's are hip to the reality that there are more toads than princes out there. She's lying to herself in as much as she's lying to you – having made enough of her own mistakes growing up, she's fully aware that the chances of you meeting someone decent are slim. But if she says it often enough, she'll start to believe it too.

This is absolutely beautiful! The best present ever!
If you look back at all the macaroni pictures and crudely done crayon drawings your mother fawned over, you'd have to conclude that she went through life as a blind lady those first few years. But even though she knew they were just plain bad, who wouldn't be proud of the fine motor skills? She looks past the colouring outside the lines and the cow that looks like an amorphous blob and sees a savant. An idiot savant, but a savant none the less.

Image from MorgueFile

Hilary Lauren Fox
		About the author:
		Sometimes she's a redhead, sometimes she's a blonde. Some days it's H&M, and on other days, it's Chanel. What ever the mood, she is a woman who is passionate about the arts, fashion and social media. Born in Toronto, Hilary Lauren Fox is an only child to artist parents - mom was an illustrator and pattern maker, dad was a painter.  Rather then studying the arts as her parents hoped for, Hilary opted for a degree in psychology with dreams of working in a clinical setting. But after graduating she realized that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree and that the arts was in her blood, applying her education within the art and fashion world.
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