Thanksgiving in three acts

1) The grand girls disappear for 30 minutes. "Don't come in our room." They reappear with an 18x24 inch hand-drawn Thanksgiving card for us all, and then ask us to sign it with what we're thankful for. Aww.

2) I see my mother-in-law at Thanksgiving dinner. Because of poor health, she rarely speaks anymore. But she greets me with, "Hi, how the hell are ya?"

3) I make small talk with aforementioned mother-in-law. She asks about my baseball lapel pin. I say, "The Chicago Cubs won the World Series!" No reply; back to distant stare. Some several silent moments later, she's wheeled up to a table of other family members and declares loudly, "The Chicago Cubs won the World Series!"