This didn't really fit into my "vacation recap" posts, but it was a funny story that I wanted to share, nonetheless. Sorry Mom!
One day in Phoenix my mom and I were in Walmart picking up a few things, including some booze ('cuz you can get that at Walmart in the States - classy). My mom was paying for everything, yet the cashier insisted on seeing my ID (insert confidence boost here - it's been a while since I've been asked that). It was so weird though - even after my mom said that it was her buying the booze, not me, the cashier still insisted, saying that I was with her. So, what - if I was underage, my mom wouldn't have been allowed to drink? Good thing we didn't have Annika or Emmett with us!