An unexpected visit from my mother I received today.
"Mommy! What a nice surprise this is!"
"Surprising to you that a mother would visit her son, it is, hmm?"
"No, meant that I..."
"Maybe if call more often you would, told you my plans to visit I could."
"Been meaning to call I..."
"Know what would surprise me, do you? That visit his mother, my son would! Shock me that would!"
"Been meaning to visit I have. But a war going on there has been."
"So if a war there is, forget that a mother you have, you can?"
"Forgotten you I have not! Just been very busy I..."
"Too busy for your mother you are? Good for you it is that too busy to give birth to you I was not! A good thing for you it is that too busy to feed you I was not! Or your diapers to change, or to school take you, or through your bed-wetting problem to help you, or..."
"OK! Sorry I am! Visit and call you more often I will!"
"Believe that when I see it, I will. I hope that treat you this way your younglings will not. Oh, I forgot! Younglings you have not! Going to settle down and have some younglings of your own, when are you?"
"Mommy, please, have this discussion again..."
"Yaddle what about, hmm? A nice girl she seems to be. The other day when talking to her on the phone I was..."
"To Yaddle you talk?!"
"Yes, a nice girl she is. That she likes you, I think."
"Mommy! Told you before I have, that get married and have younglings, Jedi do not! An oath we take. Besides, almost 900 years old I am!"
"So love me you do not."
"Silly that is. Of course, love you I..."
"If me you loved, give me grandyounglings you would! Know what it is like do you when pictures of their great-great-great-great-great-grandyounglings all of your friends take out, and not even grandyounglings you have? Hmm, do you?"
And why call her more often I do not, she wonders.