Sorry. It is actually me.
How do I know this you may ask?
Well, there was an award ceremony and my name was called. Mommy is the winner. Thats my name.
See, here is the proof. The actual pencil that was used to scientifically calculate all of my wonderful qualities. The one's that sealed the deal for Mother of the Year.
Here is a self portrait of our announcer for the evenning.
You'd think if she had such a great mom she would actually have her hair brushed and the proper attire for the evening on.
You may want to demand a recount. I think the whole thing was rigged.