My grandma
a minefield of bizarreness. One in particular though...

I was about to get a new cousin. I was only about 3 or 4, so I don't remember it, but my dad will tell the tale forever more. My aunt, who is a midwife, asked my other aunt whether it was a boy or a girl.

"Don't be silly" says grandma
"When the baby comes out, it either pops out or stays in. That's when you tell if it's a boy or a girl"

She raised three kids earnestly thinking that that's how the sexes were determined. Lord only knows how she thought they got in their in the first place...
( Evil|berT is posting post-hummusly, Fri 7 Jan 2005, 22:35, Reply)