Oh, because I cooked so early we still had two hours to kill before I put them to bed, so I introduced them to the first two episodes of Marvelous Mrs. Maisel. My mom started to drift off but soon perked up and laughed out loud probably a half dozen times in the two episodes we watched. First time I’ve seen her laugh in years.

Probably a lot of it has to do with her recognizing the late 50s and, while Catholic, sympathizing with the norms of the families.