Ooh, La La (Madeline)

I spent a little time with my mamma today.  When I got to the house, she was drying her hair.  She spends a lot of time drying her hair.  Mom's hair is very thick, and she is careful to make sure it looks correct.  She isn't a vain person, but her hair has to look right.  It's her thing.  When I arrived, though, she was hungry. We played a round of the I don't know; what do you want? game, and we were about to settle in on some breakfast tacos or something when her whole expression changed and she said, "Ooh- La Madeline."

Yes.  La Madeline.

Off I went in search of eggs, sausage, potatoes and croissants.  I was also given the mission of bringing back something from their yummy bakery case.  Not a problem.  Mom always says yes to a chocolate croissant.  In fact, if I ever encounter a situation when I worry that maybe she isn't eating anything, I think I should remember about this fondness she has.  I'm pretty sure there's always an appetite for a chocolate croissant.

We didn't do a whole bunch of stuff today, but it was good to hang out with my mamma.  She got a day entirely free of other humans yesterday, and she was pretty happy for the quiet.  Of course, I had to come in and interrupt it this morning.  It's probably in my job description as the daughter.  Dad came back from his trip in the afternoon, and by the time I left (around five), Danny was well on his way home with his fiancée Laurie.  The house is populated again, and it's very likely that all of the chocolate croissants are gone.  It's okay, though- La Madeline will make more.