Yeah, I know. I know. I figure it's not his mom's fault that he's clueless, right? His mom really loves me, (and I really love her) and she was tickled when I showed up at the door (that was her exact word - tickled). She opened my present, then sat me down in the living room, where we had a conversation that kind of threw me for a loop. I'm still processing it.
I've been trying to post about it all day, but I keep erasing what I've written. I'll try again in the morning.