What's your favorite memory of spending time with your mom -- what did you do, where did you go?
The time we went to Disney World and were at the complete mercy of the hotel shuttles/Disney's buses and monorails since my dad had the car. We got out of the Magic Kingdom park right at closing time, rushing to catch the last shuttle...and just as we got there, it drove away. So my mom called my dad and told him to come pick us up in the parking lot...but since Disney's parking lot was so huge he couldn't find us...and he wound up on the wrong side of the lot. My mom asked the parking lot attendant how to get to the side of the lot where my dad was, and his directions somehow led us to...a chain link fence with a big "DO NOT CLIMB FENCE" sign on it. We stood there in confusion for at least a minute before my dad finally blundered into the right side of the lot and took us back to the hotel.
We still laugh about this.