My arms are flabby!

Last night when I got Mom in bed she was pulling up the cover to cover up her shoulders and all of a sudden she looked at her arms and exclaimed, "My arms are FLABBY!" then she just looks at me , like. what are you going to do about it?  I look at her for a moment and say, Mom, there is nothing I can do about your arms.  She looks at me and grins, then says,  Well you better do something about it!
 
This evening before bedtime we were talking and she says, Do you know that LuRea would not sleep with me the other night.  I asked her if she was going to and she looked at me and said NO!  I felt like a little dirty chicken:)

"Blondie"

One of my sisters has decided to lighten her hair on the way to going all gray.  She was blond when she was little but then her hair became darker over the years.  Anyway she decided to go back to being a lighter shade.  This has really thrown Mom for a loop.  She keeps asking me if I have seen this sisters  hair lately.  I say yes.  Then she starts telling me all over again.   It's funny the things that seem to make such an impression on her.   Everyday she asks me if I am aware that my younger brothers (all three of them) have gone out and gotten married and have babies.    I say yes, but the babies are really almost grown.  She says,  I was wondering why they weren't coming home after school:)   I guess they will just always be her babies.