I would like to dedicate this to all those loving mothers (and fathers!). Readers go give your mom and or dad a hug. Tell them you love them… go!

Kagome was growing a new appreciation for all that her mother had ever done. She also mentally apologized for every bad thought, cross word, and any negativity she had ever directed in her mother's general direction.

She stopped walking with her bicycle and turned her head around so she could see Shippo and Inuyasha. She immediately wished she hadn't. "Would you two cut it out! If I have to come over there it's not going to be a pleasant experience for anyone!"

Shippo reluctantly detached himself from Inuyasha's ear while the hanyou released his hold on the kit's tail. He landed with an oomph onto the ground and Inuyasha gently massaged his aching ear.

With a satisfied nod Kagome continued walking ahead with Miroku and Sango, who were discussing the monk's newest tactics for picking up women.

As soon as the young girl's back was turned, Shippo stuck his tongue out at the much taller boy. In retaliation he too stuck out his tongue but he also pulled down his eyelid. Taking it as a challenge the young kit pulled at the sides of his mouth. Inuyasha was never one to run from a dare no matter how petty.

"I thought I told you two to cut it out!" The two in question quickly looked up to find Kagome still looking straight ahead. She hadn't turned around at all. "Stop making faces at each other."

They stopped walking and settled for staring stupidly at the back of her head.

Once again with out stopping for a moment she said, "Quit dragging your feet and hurry up. You're going to be left behind if you don't get moving."

They both shot each other disbelieving looks.

"What are you waiting for? Move it!"

Kagome's annoyed tone quickly had them moving until they were standing with the rest of the group. Inuyasha walked slightly behind her while Shippo gave a little hop so he was on her shoulder. "How'd you know we were making faces at each other? You never looked back us."

The miko said the first thing that came to her mind. "I have eyes in the back of my head."

Shippo's eyes widened and he looked over at Inuyasha who also looked shocked. Scrambling until he was perched on top of her head he bent forward so that his tail was straight up in the air in front of Kagome's face. Digging his little paws in her hair he separated it.

He carefully examined the back of her head. "I don't see any eyes."

"You're looking too high." Inuyasha stated as he started parting her hair. "Her eyes wouldn't be that high up. They'd be much lower than that."

"Well, you're looking too low. They'd be much higher than that." Shippo moved a different spot of hair.

As Shippo and Inuyasha argued over whether or not the eyes in the back of her head would be higher or lower Kagome let out a groan. She just had to open her big mouth. The prickly feeling of knowing someone's watching you crept down her spine. Looking around she found Sango and Miroku staring at her.

Sango had a look that was part wanting to help her friend, part amusement. Miroku's smirk was further proof that he was enjoying her current predicament way more than he should. "Isn't that a heart warming sight? It's like a big happy family of monkeys."

Kagome smiled as Sango cuffed him upside the head in her defense. After all in a group full of testosterone the girls had to look out for one and other.

As Kagome had her hair picked at she couldn't help but think of her mother. Did she go things like this when she and Sota were younger? Were they this much of a hassle? She suddenly had a newfound respect for her mother. If she got out of this with all her hair securely attached to her head she'd clean her room, do her homework with out complaint, and eat off her vegetables.

"Ow! Don't pull at the hair!"

The key word in that scentence was if.

I'm a mother, I'm a lover
A chef, a referee
I'm a doctor, and a chauffeur
Seven days a week
I ain't asking for a medal
Yeah I know you work too
I'd just like a little credit
Where credit is due

-Full Time Job: Gretchen Wilson