THIS IS HOW MY WIFE SAW MY <BR>MOTHER AT LAST NIGHT'S SEDER:
(a.p. via yahoo)
TIME: Late last night.
PLACE: My home after the Seder.
MY WIFE: Can I give you a care package to take home?
MY MOTHER: I don't think so.
MY WIFE: Anything?
MY MOTHER: I...don't think so.
MY WIFE: But you hardly ate.
MY MOTHER: The important thing is you tried darling. Maybe next year you'll get it right.
DAVID: Ma, I'll walk you to the car.
MY MOTHER: Oh, is that David? I didn't see you all night, I didn't know you were here.
DAVID: We had guests. I was entertaining.
MY MOTHER: I'm not a guest?
DAVID: You're family.
MY MOTHER: Next time treat me like a guest.
MY WIFE: Nice seeing you again, Ma.
MY MOTHER: Uh....huh.
And no Feldman Seder is ever complete without the male relative who married out of the religion but still insists on bringing his wife and kids anyway:
