Sue: Happy Justin Bieber concert day, everybody! I love you, Mom. So where are the tickets?
Frankie: Over there in my purse. I thought I'd just hold on to 'em till the show.
Sue: But that doesn't make sense. If you have 'em in your purse, how am I supposed to go to the concert?
Frankie: What?
Sue: Oh, Mom, you've done so much already, sleeping out for tickets and everything. You don't have to drive us, too. Carly's mom will take us and pick us up.
Frankie: Oh. Okay. You and Carly have a great time.
Sue: [squeals] Cool hoodie, mom.
Frankie: [takes the hoodie off] Here. [car horn honks] Carly's here. [Sue and Carly scream] You are the best mom ever! Thank you so much. I will never, ever forget this!
Frankie: Me, neither. [sighs]
Frankie: [v.o.] I guess that's how it's supposed to be. Kids get older and start to not need you as much, except maybe for your hoodie. Yeah... It's just the natural order of things.