Sunday, June 05, 2005

My mom is a freak, part MMCXXI

after several whiny, guilt-laden emails from my mother about how it wouldn't kill us to reply to emails, my husband called her* to let her know that we're moving and to ask about what moving company she used. The conversation turned to the Savannah school system** and how we've heard that the public schools aren't great so we're considering sending him to private school.

"But most of the schools are Catholic schools," he told her. "And most of those require a baptism certificate."

"Cate has a baptism certificate," my mom pointed out helpfully.

(long pause)

"But that's from a Lutheran baptism, right?" he asked.

"Yes."

"And it's Cate's, right?"

(long pause)

"Yes, and?" she asks.

Unfortunately, my husband is still learning that conversations with my mom go a whole lot smoother if you just listen and say "mmm hmm" every once in a while.

This piece of logic from my mom reminds me of yet another of her bullet proof theories. When I was pregnant and found out that I was going to be having a boy she told me that he wasn't ever going to have to worry about losing his hair because she had read on the internet that baldness was inherited from the mother's side.

me: "Mom, I know that Dad's coast-to-coast combover is really convincing, but I have to break this to you, under those six long hairs, he's bald."

my mom: "I know, but the bald gene comes from the mother's side."

(long pause)

me: "But, Mom, he's my dad."

(long pause)

me: "And I'm the mom."

(long pause)

me: "And that means that he's on my side... the mother's side."

(long pause)

me: "Nevermind."


* told you he was a decent guy
** my mom may or may not be aware that she has a school age grandchild