Insightful conversations with Mom #1: The Nativity

I had the pleasure of having this tragically annoying, albeit funny conversation with my mom this morning, which I am, against my better judgment, reproducing here in verbatim so you, my readers could have a few cheap laughs at her expense. Also, I am a terrible son and I’m probably going to hell.

My Mom: “I need to ask you something, my church group needs to come up with a presentation for Christmas. I’m thinking of a short play. What do you call that Jesus, Mary and Joseph thing? You know, the one where the three kings visit them in a manger to offer baby Jesus gifts?”

Me: “The Nativity of Jesus?”

My Mom: “No, I’m sure it’s called something else. Your Tita Vina mentioned it earlier.”

Me: “Are you sure it’s not the Nativity of Jesus? I’m pretty sure that’s what it’s called.”

My Mom: “No, it sounds a little more formal than that. It’s on the tip of my tongue…What was it again?”

Me: [10 seconds of silence] “Jesus’ Nativity?”

My Mom: “YES! That’s it!”

Me: [headpalm]

I love my mom.

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