I'm just crossing my fingers about my parents. Dad's memory has been about a step above anterograde amnesia since his brain surgery decades ago, but other than that all is well with his mental functioning. I don't know of anyone in his family ever suffering from dementia—except for Grandma they haven't tended to live to advanced ages and now he's on the verge of catching up to her. We're kind of in unexplored territory with him.
Mom's family has a strong history of living to extreme old age and remaining active and of sound mind right up to the end. They may be physically frail the last couple of decades, but most of them keep running like the Energizer Bunny.
Timelies all!
Home with the little guy again today. Still had a slight fever as of yesterday afternoon, so he can't go back to daycare until it's been gone 24 hours. So I have to deal with Mr. Grabby Boy.(All the toys around here, and he wants my mouse? Not to mention all the papers.)
Poor little guy! And that's an annoying rule.
Thanks! I have to work (I always think a person's birthday should be an automatic day off [except, I guess, for people who really love to work]), but I am still in my jammies and might stay in them all day.
I'll be celebrating the gift of Steph in the world by toddling over to support the supporters at the Capitol.
I see now that I should have gone last night, but my voice will be raised nonetheless.
Years ago, I learned a great message song that begins, "Somebody feels the water, every time you make a wave." It's pouring buckets out, so the entendre will be double.
