Briefly ...

I had this thought on the airplane (because the person sitting behind me had the biggest feet I've ever seen and my inner voice exclaimed, "BIG FEET!") that Big Foot is a really strange name for Big Foot. His feet can't be that big, right? Or, if they are, surely the evidence of that is coming from tracks left in the mud more than from an eyewitness report ... like someone who actually befriended him and had trouble finding shoes big enough to fit him. And so then why isn't he called Big Footprint?

My mom was doing okay today. I think she's ready to have the house quiet again, though. Kids are great, but they do bounce around a lot. And then they get upset when you tell them to stop bouncing around so much. And then they bounce around and do so while crying.

She's thin, though. Her arms have gotten really thin during the six days I've been gone. She seems to be doing okay on the treatment right now ... but all of the same problems are still there--some abdomen discomfort and pain; fever, off and on; wheezing. But she seemed, you know, okay. More tomorrow.