I've never been sure exactly what my route to fame would be, but today I found it.
My darling son, who is in 3rd grade, gave me a Mother's Day present - a list of sentence starters about mothers that he was to complete. They were very adorable - "If my mother were a flower, she would be a sunflower because she shines. If my mother were an animal, she would be a cheetah because she's fast." (Those races around the yard have made an impression, I suppose.)
My favorite, though, was "If my mother were a car, she would be a limo because she is famous to me."
So now my search for fame is over. It certainly isn't glamorous, or monetarily rewarding, but glorious and rewarding...yes.