My friend Alana, sent me a text today...
Alana: One week with your mother in law. How's it goin?
Me: We haven't quite figured out if she's sleeping or if she's dead. None of us have dared stop to check.
Alana: Crying laughing emogi. I miss you!
Apparently, the other day, Del told Jordan to look at Grandma closely while she was sleeping so he would know the difference between her 'sleeping with her tongue hanging out of her mouth look' and her 'dead, with her tongue hanging out of her mouth look'.
I can't tell the difference yet.
And Emerson went to go visit grandma in her room yesterday, climbed up into her big lounge chair, had a good 30 minute discussion with her before he snuggled with her to watch Downton Abbey, narrative and all. The two seem perfect for each other.