A joke

Yesterday I took my mother to breakfast and afterwards we did a bit of shopping. With her mind failing she frequently asks the same questions over and over. But we can still joke.

Yesterday it was, "Today's Sunday, isn't it?' She must have asked me a dozen times, and each time I just answered yes it was, just as you're supposed to. But after one time she said, "I have trouble telling Saturdays and Sundays apart."

"Yeah," I replied, "I have that trouble with Mondays and Thursdays." She laughed at that.

Okay, maybe it was a he's my son I have to laugh kind of laugh. But we take what we can get, eh, and she seemed to like it.