All four seasons.

Unreasonable at times, appearing to vent the day's anger on her children, yet tolerant and cheery at others, mommy can change from sunny to stormy in the blink of an eye.

Grounded by a wintry eye,
And a hot, stinging remark,
She can be kind, she can be cool.
I'm always guessing like a game show fool.

Lifted by a kind word,
And a sweet, warm embrace,
After a hard, hard, day at school.
I'm always guessing like a game show fool.

Changes her mind like she changes her sweaters,
From one minute to the next it's hard to tell.
She can be kind, she can be cool.
I'm always guessing like a game show fool.