Momma and the Po-Po

My mom is out to visit. She's out for not very long, which is sad, but it's more than nothing. When she comes out to visit, she gets things done, which is great, because I need the motivation sometimes.

These few days, she's gone to see Revenge of the Sith with us, painted the bathroom vanity, cleaned my kitchen, made dinner for me, helped me make the communal dinner yesterday, taken me to Cold Stone Creamery, and, entertainingly enough, raced the po-po on the streets of Sunnyvale.

And even more interestingly enough, despite having a superior car, she lost the race.

Mom, it's the pedal on the right.