I Think The Biggest Difference Is That

My Youngest Sister, Cindy, Has Down Syndrome, And I Remember My Mother Spending Hours And Hours With Her, Teaching Her To Tie Her Shoelaces On Her Own, Drilling Multiplication Tables With Cindy, Practicing Piano Every Day With Her. No One Expected Cindy To Get A Ph.d.! But My Mom Wanted Her To Be The Best She Could Be, Within Her Limits.

Every Day That You Don't Practice Is A Day You're Getting Worse.

You Can't Invent Google, Facebook Or The Ipod Unless You've Mastered The Basics, Are Willing To Put In Long Hours And Can Pick Yourself Up From The Floor When Life Knocks You Down The First 10 Times.

I'm A Proud Strict Mom And, You Know, I'm Really Proud Of The Two Daughters I've Raised. And I'm Especially Proud Of My Relationship With Them. We're Very Close. I Think We're Good Friends.

I'm A Slave To My Dogs And Go Out With Them Almost Every Day. They Are Poorly Behaved If They Don't Run. They Really Act Up.