Talking about mom. With her dementia she's so like a child; her stuffed animals that she cuddles. The expression on her face after I tell her to put back the eggs she's removed from the frige; among other things. I'm reminding her to comb her hair(sometimes she does) and of course sitting with her most of the day until we take a drive which she loves; as a younger woman she was never to eager to ride with anyone, now it's just the opposite, she's ready to hop in the car at all times. What a change! My new child.