It's been a few weeks now since you tried to persuade your mom to do something. (You can choose what it is, whether it's a tattoo, a piercing, a party or something else, be creative, think of something) Every time she said she'd think about it, but you haven't gotten a proper answer since then.

You're in the kitchen with your mom, helping her make dinner and are just chopping the cucumbers for the salad. There's quiet music playing on the radio in the background and your mom is also chopping some vegetables.

"So... I've been thinking about it, you really wanted to do this one thing... First of all, it makes you happy and secondly, you'd probably do it behind my back otherwise... And if you're happy, it makes me happy too. So I'll let you do it..." she says and smiles at you.