So mom came with me today to some scout events.
First we had Scouting for Food, where scouts collect bags of donated
foodstuffs for the needy. Mom recognized one of my scout dads, Charlie,
whom she danced with at a Bar Mitzvah in January, but not his wife, who
she met last week.
Mom did great spotting bags on porches for scouts to run up and get. She ran up and got a few herself!
Then, we went to the Air Force Museum. There were lots of scout groups
at the museum today, and mom had trouble recognizing our scouts---even
her own grandson. We paired the scouts up and pretty much cut them loose
The randomness of how people traveled the exhibits
worried her. She worried about little kids she thought were too far from
their parents. She worried that every scout she saw was one we were
responsible for: she kept trying to corral scouts from other troops to
come with us. When I explained that there were a lot of groups there,
and not all the scouts belonged to us, she said "I thought you were
Then, we went to the Wright Memorial and visited
the interpretive center. Our scouts tried the simulator. Mom was really
impressed that they were learning to fly planes so young. She wanted to
sign up for flying lessons too.
Afterwards, she cheerfully waved
goodbye to each scout we dropped off, with a "nice to meet you." But
when we got home she's forgotten entirely what we'd done today.
told my sister on the phone that she'd been home all day and her old
friend Sarah had come to visit. She said they hadn't seen each other in
years. It was nice to have a day at home.