mom and i spent 2 relaxing days and nights at my sister's in stephenville. the food was great, the company even better. mom was disoriented most of the time. especially toward the end.
she enjoyed being with her grandson even though she didn't know his name. that's him flashing the *hook 'em horns* sign. we were playing go fish with his star wars cards. yes, we're a real intellectual group. (doesn't that look like a norman rockwell painting?)
more pics after the jump...
she interacted well while sitting at the table playing cards.
this is a 52 second slide show of the affair...
give me all your neimoidian acclamator-class hokey pokey okey dokey solar sailers...
Sunday, November 30, 2008
go star wars!
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The last shots of your Mom giving her grandson a kiss are precious. I'm glad she was able to enjoy time with family.
I'm a little concerned by a couple of the shots in the slide show, there seems to have been some divesting of garments...this wasn't Star Wars Strip Snap, was it?
busted. dang it.
lol. Well desist this instant and go and buy tractors, dadnabbit!
Sweet photos.
I love houses like that. Nice, comfortable and warm feeling. Thanks for inviting us in:)
If it is a card of Admiral Akbar, it is best to play "go fish".
I love mom's family, and loved hearing a few stories from grampa's life and reading grandma's journals but man I missed thanksgiving at Lynn Anne's. Makes me even more excited for Christmas. Too bad the Lukes won't be there..
petie's journals?!! that would be an awesome read.
if i ever wrote a novel, petie would be a favorite character in it. whenever i hear mother-in-law jokes/references i scoff and gloat. she was the greatest.
wha? the lukes won't be there? bummer.
Loved the pics. Your mom seems to have really enjoyed herself.
Rick,
This is a great post, with great memories. Thank you so much for sharing this with us..
The pictures are just heart warming..
Man, she did REAL well!
My Dad had Alzhemers.
There weren't much card playing for Dad.
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