Patrick's doing better. Still a touch punky, but he did quite well through a work meeting. Almost three hours! Naturally, he had to poop twice during it. And I did that Mom thing, where you sniff at their tushy to check a diaper. Fun.

Mom talked with the folks today. Both have had their health issues, but as they are in their eighties, we cut them some slack. But devious plans were in place to convince them to move from Illinois (where they still have a number of friends) to the west coast. As Mom is their only child actually living in the United States, she gets them. We figured it would take about two years. They called today. They asked her to find a nice place for them near her house. As they planned VERY well for their retirement, they are moving into a cushy place! This cushy place, in fact.

While Mom is happy for their decision, it does make more chores for her right now.