When my mom felt ignored, she used to say: "So what am I, chopped liver?" I always assumed this was a normal phrasing... I always assumed other people's mothers said it too. I now know that I'm a bit wrong on that front. but, I discovered yesterday just how ingrained the phrase is in my own mothering.
Sitting down to lunch, we went to my grandparents' house for Mother's Day, and my son decided he wanted to sit next to Nan instead of me - no biggie I assure you. As I was moving the plates and glasses around he says to me this: "But don't worry Mom, you're not chopped liver." I about died laughing! Nan and Pap joined in and I don't think my little guy understood what was so funny ;)
Just had to share...
~S