Today we pause on Mother's Day to give our moms their due for getting us through all the mumps, the chicken pox, the flu and bites from chiggers, skeeters, bees and especially no-see-ums. You drug us to piano, cello and highbrow art museums. You insisted we enunciate with courtesy and manners. You made our favorite birthday cake with wafers and bananers. Because of you our life is rich. It's full - there's nothing that it lacks. So, take the day you've earned the right to kick back and chillax. Love, Mike. Chillax definition. Google. Tap tap tappity tap tap tap tap tappity tap.