That little mouse...does play! Not five minutes after one of our beloved night time care aids arrived, mom came walking into the living room, saw that the (still somewhat new) night shift had arrived and knew that the fun could begin! She said..."I don't want you to come into my bedroom tonight, I'm in bed with my lover!" The care aid, whom I will call Cindy, and I were both sort of stunned. There was a pause, as mom enjoyed our quiet reaction, smiled at her little "bomb" of a statement, and returned to her bedroom. Cindy and I turned to look at each other, and just quietly laughed. I said, "Well, welcome to work!"
Mom seems to delight in shocking new folks. Or at least, folks who are not me. She knows now that I don't Play Dat Game as it were, and that I know when she's "all there" and pullin' my leg. It's like as soon as someone new arrives to help her, she pulls the cork off of her inhibitions and goes for it. The best part was having Cindy there to laugh with! I think I was able to pull my own "cork" in a way and let loose with the emotion over it all. It was nice.
Lesson learned: Find your moments to let it rip!
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