Mom's 84th birthday yesterday. Go Mom!
Meanwhile, back at the ranch... did as much stuff around the house as possible in two days (laundry, cleaning the gutters, spider web removal (::shudder:: I HATE spiders).
Then went to see Dad. He seemed more tired today, I think it took him awhile to figure out who I was. Here's how some of the conversation went after he asked if I was one of (mumble)'s boys:
me: No. Do you have any kids?
Dad: Yeah.
me: How many?
Dad: One.
me: I thought you had two.
Dad (nodding head at the desk nurse): ask HER.
... but then, just before I left:
me: Love you Dad.
Dad: Will you remember that?
me: Always. Always.
then of course I sobbed on the way back to the car.
Your daily moment of Verklempt brought to you courtesy of Fiddler via DS.