So these were the highlights of my Christmas (we open presents on Christmas eve a la German tradition), all courtesy of my Mom while playing trivial pursuit:

1. After landing on a green space to start the game, my mom asks what this stands for. So she picks up a question card, and reading the answer to a question but thinking it's the category, she blurts out confusedly, "Spitball? What kind of category is that?"

2. My sister and I get a question asking what flag combines the cross of St. George and St. Andrew. Well, the answer was the Union Jack, but this seemed too obvious so we were thinking aloud of all the English colonies and what their flags look like. Well, my Mom finally tells us we're wrong, that we're "WAY off...Robert F. Kennedy and Martin Luther King, Jr." Um, what? That's the answer she claims. Mom, that's not a flag. Oh...right. She had two cards stuck together. Deep breath.

3. My parents get a question asking what year the Chicago White Sox were charged with "throwing" the World Series. My Dad guesses wrong, and says something about the Black Sox. My mom quickly jumps in, correcting him that it was the White Sox. So I explain that they were called the Black Sox because of the scandal. "What scandal?"