During the Little Dude’s birthday party, Mom swiped a copy of Switchraft from my supply closet. Having reached the middle of the book, she called me the other night.
Mom: I’m at the part where Aggie goes to the baby class.
Me: What do you think?
Mom: By the way, are you going to have Aggie sleep with Nely’s husband?
Me (not sure how we went from the baby class to this): I can’t tell you. You’ll have to finish the book.
Mom (mutters something I can’t quite make out): So, were the moms from the baby class you went to as bad as the ones in the book?
Me: No. The ones at my class were worse. They tried to kill my son, remember?
Mom: That’s right, those pendejas!