I got to Mom's around 6:30 today. She was already in her room for the evening, and completely oblivious to the fact that it was Trish and Kristin's birthday. As soon as I walked in she said:
"I'm just trying to figure out which baby is which."
Huh?
"I know one is a boy and one is a girl, but they keep changing shoes and I can't tell them apart."
Alrighty then. :-)
"Paula had the boy, right?"
'She has a boy and a girl, Mom.'
"She does? Did she take her little boy home with her?"
'Yes, Mom. As far as I know both of her children are at home with her.'
"Oh, ok good. Those children kept running around trying to trick me. They would say 'We see you Aunt Pearl.' and then they would switch sides and I couldn't tell which is which."
Aunt Pearl? I was scared to ask her what year she thought it was. I just checked things around the apartment. Her cable isn't working. Apparently comcast made a change so that now you can't see anything without a cable box. I tried reconnecting her old one, but no service would come up. I'll have to give them a call tomorrow.
Other than that she seemed to be doing ok. Quite content and positive.
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