Anthoneee!

For a couple of nights now my mother has been waking at odd hours and wanting to get up. This is new. Last night sometime in the very early morning we had a conversation that went something like this.

My mother: Anthoneee!

Me: You called?

MM: I had an idea that you might help me get up.

Me: It's the middle of the night.

MM: It's just that a couple of days ago I did get up...

Me: It's night time.

MM: Lunch time?

Me: Night time.

MM: Lunch time?

Me: Night time.

MM: Oh, night time...

And so on....


We'll adjust.