9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney for February 26, 2004
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"Mom, could you do something for me?" "With every fiber of my being, to my very last drop of blood, until my heart gives out and, even then, defying the bonds of death itself." "Could you, um, hand me a spoon?" "Oh, oh, sure.." "I'm a mom, sometimes 'yes' just doesn't suffice."