Tuesday, April 05, 2011

Memory Lane

Ever since we got pregnant, my mother has been telling these great little stories about what I was like when I was a wee one.

I sometimes call my mother when I'm on my way home from work and I know she is, too. We both work pretty late hours, heading home at 7 p.m. more often than not. She works in a Texas DPS drivers license office, so she often has great stories about the random people who walk into the office.

I'm probably telling this wrong, but a customer approached her window with some rather tattered looking paperwork, which included a rather illegible birth certificate. He was aggravated, and from what my mother tells me, not so bright.

She asked him if the birth certificate was the origninal, and he said no, that there was no original, because he was born years ago at the "new hospital." This caused my mom to burst into wild laughter, so much so that one of her clerks had to take over.

The man's statemant was so hilarious to her because of something I once said when I was a tot.

My mother has had all five of her children with the same obstetrician. By the time I came along, he had switched offices to a more modern facility that was closer to downtown Conroe. No big deal, right?

Well, all of my brothers and sisters had birthmarks. Me? No birthmark at all. When my sisters asked my mom why I didn't have a birthmark, I piped up and said, "It's because I was born in the 'new hospital,'" and my mom just laughed and laughed.

I hope that the memories I make with my little one stay just as fresh.

1 comment:

The Jemison Family said...

That's hilarious!