mama: Does it embarrass you?
bird: I pretend it does. But it really doesn't. It is funny when my friends come up and ask me about my driving tiara.
mama: Will you please write a guest post for me? I am so tired.
bird: I will, but I don't know what to write.
mama: Are you excited for the coming summer?
bird: Do you honestly think I wouldn't be? I already have a good base tan.
mama: What are you looking forward to for your Senior Year?
bird: I will be at the top of the food chain.
mama: Are you excited for college?
bird: Yes. I can legally run away. Just kidding.
mama: What will I do when my babies leave?
bird: You can blog about us and put up pictures of your used tissues. I will call sometimes. WAIT.... Aren't you all about how you're coming with me?
mama: I might come along...
bird: I think Ally wants you to go with her...
mama: Ally loves me. So does Bridget. Don't you want Augie to go to college with you?
bird: No. But he can come to visit me. I want him to go to school close to me. (mama crying)
mama: What will you miss the most of home?
bird: My bed, my sheets, driving my car, my tiara. I guess I'm supposed to say I'll miss you.
mama: No. You don't have to say that. I understand. But....are you going to miss me?
bird: I'm really going to miss your shoes.