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And she asked, so I told her what I saw in her, and she got upset.
So I dropped the subject, right?
Skip ahead to early September. My mother is at the Richmond County Fair, and she picks up this light-up fan thing that makes pretty pictures as it spins around. Since then and now, not a day has gone by when she hasn't turned it on at least once, often calling me into the room to see how it lights up and looks pretty. Today, she specifically requested I turn off the light for her before telling me how cool it is and she waits for the flower pattern.
Every. Day. For a month, people!
My mother is stimming her heart out on this little cheap light-up gadget, and when I even pointed this out to her, she denied, denied, denied.
LOL.
(It is a pretty nifty device. I might want one of those myself, if ever I should find one!)
So I dropped the subject, right?
Skip ahead to early September. My mother is at the Richmond County Fair, and she picks up this light-up fan thing that makes pretty pictures as it spins around. Since then and now, not a day has gone by when she hasn't turned it on at least once, often calling me into the room to see how it lights up and looks pretty. Today, she specifically requested I turn off the light for her before telling me how cool it is and she waits for the flower pattern.
Every. Day. For a month, people!
My mother is stimming her heart out on this little cheap light-up gadget, and when I even pointed this out to her, she denied, denied, denied.
LOL.
(It is a pretty nifty device. I might want one of those myself, if ever I should find one!)
