Today is Mum’s 77 th birthday, that’s right Mum and Dad were born one day apart. I went to see Mum at the nursing home today, she was dressed and made up as she thought she was being taken out for lunch for her birthday. Mum and her brothers and sister have a tradition where they celebrate each others’ birthdays by going out for lunch.
Apparently they are going out on Sunday, Mum just does not realise what a performance it is to get her anywhere as she is confined to a Princess chair, and needs a special taxi and staff to see her off, and then again to settle her back in when she gets home.
I also had a visit today from my son Ryan and his fiancée Melissa, and their beautiful daughter Calais who is almost nine months old. Calais is my youngest grandchild and is now crawling and has two teeth, but she refuses to say Papa, it is all about Dad Dad. I suppose a girl has gotta love her Dad.