Here I go, on that boo-hoo path, so, I'll change the subject.
My client before this snoozing fellow is high-energy, nonstop chattering, and has dementia.
While I was with her this evening, I noticed her rubbing the bottom of her shoe, and then smelling her fingers. (I know, so gross)
So I asked her, "How's it smell?" and she said, "Like goose doodles!" and then almost fell right over with gales of laughter. I'm glad she's a happy person so far.
I guess that's all... Here is a picture of my beautiful niece, Rose. Because, lookit!