She's Got High Hopes: Part Two

So then today, we were toodling down the road to visit a friend and we passed a sprawling RV dealership. I pointed it out to my mid-kid and asked her which giant beast struck her fancy.

After a second or two of deliberation she said, "I just want to get a small one. Something with one bed above the driver's seat and room enough for just me."

Well, that made me sad that we were all somehow black-listed from her future travel plans, so I tried to be pathetic and needy and ventured, "You mean you want to travel all alone?" (In my best patented mother's whine-y wail.)


"Aw, Mom. I'll be fine...
As long as I have a night light."