When you are at your parents' house, you end up reverting to them being in charge. And at 86, my mom isn't quite up to being in charge any longer. But she tries. She likes thing her way, always has.
At her age, she's more easily chilled. Yesterday, she has the electric fireplace warming the living room. But her fav grandson came over, he's always warm, so opened up her patio door, and let the heat out or the cold in. Either way, he's the one who gets his way with her. (My sister's son).
And I was reminded all over again the reason I moved away. (This will be an ongoing topic ... sorry!)
Today I picked up Mr Z, expecting his dad to pick him up around 4. He showed up at 530. Puts me off my fasting schedule unless I bring along my dinner. Guess I need to anticipate that he's like his mother ... always late! Haha
Homework and a snack for Mr Z. Brings back memories of my own kids!!!! ❤
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