We spent a great day with our good friends, Moe, Nina their two children Amanda and Emily. After a kind of scattered lunch - which we made while talking and viewing our precious grt grandchild Finley - her mom and grandmom.who dropped in for a few min..we left for our lovely Ile St. Bernard...we were all blown away with the beauty and ambiance of this magical place.
BUT, for Mac, it was one more place to try to figure out...hmmm just where are we...up north??? Chateauguay??? oh we're still in Chateauguay, but we drove here...???Well after sundown, this is another riddle to work out in his mind. Later as we were watching a documentary on Elvis Presley, that was a surprise, he remembered Elvis...but just before that he asked me now 'just who are YOU...I said - you didn't remember ME, but remembered Elvis...well he said, you told me it was Elvis...anyway, i just hummed and laughed as Elvis was singing Blue Suede Shoes...then I said, hey you used to wear Blue suede shoes...you were quite the cool dude. Well said Mac, I'm happy you remember, you can tell me all about myself.
O.K You were handsome, wonderful, wore cool clothes, like blue suede shoes, light blue sports jacket, navy shirt, and light blue pants...wow...I must look for a picture - but then it's probably in black and white.
Now he said, I wear whatever you put out for me. Well most of your clothes you wear now are really cool too, as they are picked out for you by your kids, they love to give you clothes for birthdays and christmas etc.
oh, said Mac we have kids, you bet I said,...five kids, we'll get the book Gaye made for you and look at them again. he said, i know the mother what's her name and the baby, i said, right Brianna and Finley, they are they part of my kids, ? We saw them today...I said, that's right they are your grandchild and great grandchild. o.k. said mac, I'll watch the news now. is the cat in?
We'll go over it all again and again, but for now it's time to watch the end of the news with him - feed the cat, and cuddle up with the cool dude..then he'll remember ME.
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