Sunday Sweets For My Mom

I'm not sure when it happened, exactly - maybe sometime in middle school? - but I'll always remember the day Mom told me I was skipping school, and we were going shopping instead. (By Bake Me A Cake)AW YEAH. We spent the morning driving around to Goodwill and various thrift shops, trying on clothes, singing along to the car radio, and later stopping at Subway for lunch - which I remember being a treat, because we got the cookies for dessert. (By Mor Di Da Mor Di Da)(This is me around chocolate chip cookies. ALWAYS.) We didn't talk about school. We didn't talk about my friends or grades or any of those awkward teenage "body-changing" topics. We just told each other which tops looked best, chatted about nothing, laughed, and had fun.It was the first time I realized Mom wasn't just my mom, she was also my friend. (By Silvia Mancini) Mom was an RN while I was growing up, which meant my brother and I got zero sympathy for our scraped knees and boo-boos. Don't get me wrong; Mom was an…