when we go to town, we get dolled up and put on our girly clothes. i drive, she drives - we both drive.
when we go to town, we treat ourselves to a little mocha-love. we hope there's still some Valentine's candy clearance loot. i go to Ross next door and try on clothes (to buy or not to buy?).
when we go to town, we make a new cashier friend at Publix and greet our old ones at Winn-Dixie.
when we go to town, we quietly giggle at strangers we see in the store and suck on our free lollipops like little tikes.
when we go to town, i push the buggy while she loads up on the good stuff... cheez-it's, goldfish and the like.
when we go to town, i treasure the day. these are the good times. sometimes we talk a lot on these little trips, sometimes we don't say much. it's all okay, because it's just me and my mom.