Aside from Lola still "praying" for me, my mom taught me an insightful lesson today - never marry a blonde.
I don't recall what stemmed this convo, but I do know her rationalization behind the advice was that she doesn't want a redhead grandchild. After a couple of minutes chatting about why I shouldn't marry a blonde and the fact that she married a blonde, my mom changed her mind and very PC-ish said, "It's ok. I would love them no matter what."
Thanks, Mom! You know what they say, like mother like daughter. I bet she's praying for me too. :)
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