Baby Daddies...

Baby daddies, a vital part of South Central Los Angeles culture.  I had a mom with 6 children... ALL different baby daddies.  But, at least this mom knew who the baby daddies were... for the most part.  Many have NO clue who impregnated them.  How sad is that?  Anyway, some might recall my post about a year ago about The Crazy Lady.  Fortunately, this child was never returned to his mother's home.  As you might expect, The Crazy Lady does not know who the father of her child is.  She thought it had been this guy she had met at the mental hospital  (not kidding...) but a DNA test proved otherwise.  This has been a pre-occupation of hers for several months now.  At least she is troubled that she doesn't know who the baby daddy is.  Anyway, this one day, she calls me - it's been months mind you - and asks me what race her baby is. 

Me: Excuse me? 
CL: What race is my baby?  If you tell me the race, I think I can tell you who the father is.
Me: Uhh...
CL: But is he half Mexican? Because if he is, then it's the drug dealer.  If he's not, I think it's my cousin's husband, or the guy from the mental hospital.
Me: Uhh.... Well, your baby is at least half black, because you are...  I don't know about the other half... can't assume just by looking sometimes...
CL: Can't you look it up in your system or something?
Me: Not really....
CL: Why can't you tell me who my baby daddy is? 
Me: Well, why can't you?  How many guys did you have sex with about 9 months before he was born?  That will narrow down your list!
CL: That's such a shame... you can't even tell me the race of my baby...

Fortunately for this baby, he is now in adoptive planning and we are recruiting far and wide to find a loving home for him.  Unfortunately, no one wants a baby with a crazy mom because then they are afraid they'll have a crazy baby.  Especially when the only half of the puzzle that you are aware of is... crazy.  And the other (unknown) half, willing to breed with crazy.