The Newspaper is Alive?

Yesterday afternoon we took Mom to Dillon’s Christmas band concert.  Dillon is a drummer and doing a great job!  Mom enjoyed the concert, bobbing her head to the music.  At home later in the evening, Mom asked me, “Now that we did that, do we take that thing down out there?”  She was referring to the Christmas tree in the living room.  I guess she thought the concert was Christmas!  I had to deflate her bubble and tell her that it would be up the rest of the month.

Mom’s been fascinated all day today by the clouds, the sky and the snow.  It began with our living newspaper.  It was lying in the driveway at the end of a little skid mark in the snow where it had slid when thrown.  Mom told Steve it had moved there on its own and that it was still moving.  She called me to the window and said, “Now watch, see how it stands up?”  The free end of the plastic sleeve would fly up with the breeze then lay back down.  She said, “It stands up and starts to move but it gets too cold and goes back down.”  Gotta love it!!

The next excitement was Steve using his new snowblower.  I knew Mom would be excited about it and she didn’t fail me.  She watched as he did the driveway and the sidewalks and when he was done, declared it a great job.

As the day progressed, the sun came out and the beautiful blue sky began to show itself.  Mom called me over time and again to “Look at that blue.” or “See how bright the sun is?”  Sometimes she would have the word sun at the tip of her tongue and others it just wasn’t available to her.  “That thing” comes in handy as a substitute when words are missing.