We continue to take dinner over to mom and dad's on Fridays. Today we took tilapia, sweet potatoes, grape-apple-yogurt salad and small cups of blueberry pie filling for dessert.
I clean dad's CPAP machine.
Mrs ERJ washes my mom's hair.
My mom's joints sound like a old, wooden ship in heavy weather as she gets out of her chair. Those of you who are over fifty know what I mean. And, according to my highly placed sources, it gets to be more and more of a chore to get out our chairs as we age.
She looked over at me and asked in her "school teacher voice",
"Do you know what that is the sound of?"
I shook my head "No".
God bless you Mom, for being so positive.