yet another mother comparison. We woke up to pouring rain. Kind of dark, cold and damp. When MIL woke up she came down and looked out the sliders and said, "God's watering our plants, isn't it kind that He's doing it today instead of on the weekend?" I had to call my mother this morning, her first words were "What a crappy day, I have had it with all the rain, my bones hurt and I am just so depressed."

Which mother would you rather have?