The Birds And The Busybodies

(I’m 22, and I am at my wedding reception.)

Mom: “Now, honey. You know you can always come talk to me whenever you’re having troubles.”

Me: “Okay, mom.”

Mom: “Especially after you decide to have children. I give great advice! When I worked at the hospital, all my coworkers there said I gave the best advice.”

Me: “Okay, mom. I’ll let you know.”

Mom: *leans in close to me, and starts to whisper loudly* “You know what you have to do to have babies, right?”

Me: “Yes mom, I know where babies come from…”