It's been a fun evening. No, really.
-I heard a quiet whooshing sound a little bit ago. It lasted about 6 seconds. Silence. Whooshing. Silence. Whooshing. I got up to see where it was coming from and found Mom in the hall. She had her mouth next to the switch and was blowing on it. I guess she was trying to "turn it on".
-While I was sitting in my usual spot on the love seat, blocking Mom's escape route, she pointed at my arm and said, "Excuse me. Would you mind if I broke your right wing? I'd really like to crush it."
-Awhile later she was sitting "quietly" across from me, looked up and said, "I can't wait until I get my fingers all over you." After the incident in the hall, I let that one pass.
-And, finally, while Katie and I were playing fetch with the dog, she yelled, "Stop it! We don't use animals for sex!"
I'm glad she remembers important things.