I drove to my mom's house and as I was driving down her street, I called her (on the phone). I wished her a happy birthday and asked what she was going to do today. She said she didn't have any big plans. She heard my car door beeping and asked if I was driving. I said, no, I just arrived. I asked her where she was, she told me she was looking out the front window. (at that time, I had started to walk in the back door) (my brother, Steve, was in on this, and he opened the door for me) She asked me something else and I answered (and she knew I was in the same room). I think she was happily surprised I stopped by. (I guess I will find out later if I'm in trouble)
Happy Birthday, Mom!
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