I'm not quite sure how this happened or what I was thinking while I was dialing. My mother and Philip couldn't be any more different if they tried. And you can tell Philip isn't a member of my family because he can eat carbs and still remain thin, for God's sake!!!
My mother is known for calling the wrong people like this. She's done it to me several times, so when she answered and I told her that I meant to call Philip, she said...
"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, does it son?"
I told her no, said I was sorry for calling so late and wished her sweet dreams.
She said, "Bye little apple."
I stupidly replied, "Bye big apple."
I say "stupidly," because the phrase isn't "The apple doesn't fall far from the... uhhh... bigger apple," after all.
Mother corrected me in a tone that seemed to say "He ain't all that bright, God love him, but he's mine" by saying...
"Stephen, I'm the tree."P.S. For those of you who haven't seen this picture before, this is me and my mom. Taken the day I was born.