My mom has a habit of telling me about things at the last minute. She probably thinks that I will not mind doing something that I normally would mind doing if she tells me about it right before it is supposed to be done. Yesterday, as she was driving me home from school, she told me that she had gotten herself, my little brother, and I some event tickets to a Disney on Ice show. I used to love these ice skating reenactments of classic Disney movies. This was when I was about eleven. I have no idea why she still gets event tickets for children’s shows, but the worst part is that I have to pretend to enjoy them. I don’t want to hurt my mom’s feelings and I’m not going to tell her that I actually can’t stand these kiddy shows. My little brother, Danny, still enjoys these, but even he is starting to find them a little boring. I guess that now I have to cancel the plans that I had for this Friday and go see The Lion King on Ice. Oh well, I will probably appreciate this time spent with my family a lot more as I get older.