(As we drove home on the long bleak and snowy highway tonight, after his birthday dinner)
Sam: Mom, are you awake?
Me: Umm, yes baby, I'm driving...I have to be awake.
Sam: Oh right. Well, I want you to know I changed my mind.
Me: About what?
Sam: About you taking me to the middle of nowhere.
Me: how do you remember that, it was almost two weeks ago?
Sam: I think about everything a billion times.
Me: Obviously. Okay, so why did you change your mind?
Sam: Because I think we are in the middle of nowhere, and it looks really crappy.