Two days ago my mom called me to ask me when I will be flying back to Houston after graduation. I told her I wasn't sure yet. I asked her what she was up to today, and she excitedly told me that my dad and my 12 year old brother went to a park and picked two 'baskets' of blueberries. What?? In my three and a half years living in Houston, I NEVER went to pick blueberries in a park.
Then she proceeded to update me on what my family (mom, dad, brother) did since I last visited (November 2008):
1. Picked blueberries in a park
2. Schlitterbahn (Water/Amusement park)
3. Houston Rockets games
4. Sea World (San Antonio)
5. Galveston Beach
6. Six Flags
To put it into perspective, during my time in Texas, I have only partaken in numero 4 and 5 of the above, and that was once each during our first year in Texas.
On top of it, apparently my little brother has an iPhone (my dad has one too, but he can be forgiven). WTF.
My mom, at this point, realized that they have done so many 'fun things' without me that she tried to make up for it:
"Don't worry! We'll do fun things too!! We can go to Sea World!!"
Then she has a realization...
"Oh wait...it'll be too hot in the summer...well we can rent some movies!!"
No mom. Movies != Sea World, or the beach, or Six Flags, or even blueberries.
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