Slowly but surely ...

I spent some time with Martha Sunday afternoon. We sat on the deck out back. Martha's more verbal than she has been, and I understand her taste in food has expanded to include baked potatoes and crackers. While we were on the deck, I stood up for a while and Martha got her point across that I should sit down and pull my chair closer to her. She also wheeled herself over to a small table that had a plate with grapes and crackers, picked up the plate and offered it to me. I've heard she's taken a liking to baseball. She and Dave attended a Red Wings game recently and Dave said she grinned the whole time. She'll find it on TV if it's on, but she's watching the Yankees! Sisterly affection only goes so far ...