Maturity...What's That?

On the way home from our Valentine's Day celebration (more about that later!);

Me: I'm thirsty can we stop at the grocery store?
Husband: The gas station is more convenient.
Me: Your MOM is convenient!
Husband: You...did...not! Apologize or we aren't stopping!
Me: But I'm so thirsty, I'm dying of thirst.
Husband: Just apologize. Come on, you can handle it.
Me: Your MOM can handle it!
Husband: There goes the gas station...
Me: But I NEED water!
Husband: Say the magic words.
Me: What? "Your Mom"?
Husband: This is it, your last resort.
Me: Your MOM's my last resort.
Husband: Ok, you blew it.
Me: Your MOM blew it....!!!

Ten Minutes Later:

Me: I'm dying...omg, so thirsty...so thirsty
Husband: There's a stop in five minutes. You know what you need to do.
Me: No way, I already suffered for like ten minutes. I'm not apologizing now- that would make my suffering meaningless!
Husband: You would rather die of thirst than apologize?
Me: It's so worth it.
Husband: Your MOM is so worth it.