Mom said to a friend that she turned her back...couldn't have been more than 20 seconds, and I got into the chair she had just vacated. That would be the glider rocker. She saw me start a detailed bath..and when that was finished I had a long long nap.
Mom will never stop me, or ask that I leave anywhere I settle. She just goes to another place to sit. Her fave is the red rocker if she is going to read. Well, MY fave is the red rocker too!
Yesterday, she only was gone for a few hours, so, on her return, she waited for me to get out of her chair. A long time later, I did. She sat in it, and I hopped up onto her lap. Her toes (she and I are always barefoot in the house as the carpet is light colored and it sure saves on carpet cleaning bills) as I was scratching...her toes made the rocker move maybe an inch, no more than two inches forward, and backward, so therefore, I commenced to rocking. I love being rocked. Always have. But that forced her to have to stay seated a good two hours. When I got down, we attended to our duties for a moment or two and I hurried to the rocker before she could-- and I had it again for a long sleep.
Ah, life is good.
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