Wednesdays with Mom

Wednesdays I go see my mom. (You know I had to tell this story Mom.) We were walking out to the car with Breezy and Austin to go get some lunch.
Mom: Where do you want to go?
Me: Is Steph working? We could go to Subway.
Mom: No, she's at the dentist.
Me: Oh, she went by herself? I remember the last dentist trip she was a little upset because she thought you were taking her.
Mom: She needs to learn how to drive herself places. She's 20 years old. (Hands me her car keys) Here, you drive me to lunch.