Big Shoes To Fill

 As has been the case over the last several years, us baby boomers have taken on the role of caretaker for our parents.  I'd like to think I did a good job of making my own mom's life a little easier over her last years.  And I assisted my mom in taking care of my dad as his health declined as well.  We lost Greg's mom at an early age, long before she needed ANYONE to take care of her.  I'm not sure if she lived to be 100, she would have needed help.  She was a very strong, independent woman!  Now that Greg's dad is aging, he certainly is slowing down,  And I'm sure he misses having Janette there to take care of him.  He doesn't ask for much from Greg or Diana.  However, yesterday, he had one little request of Greg, that in my opinion, shoots him straight to the top of the World's Best list of parental caretakers.  

He told Greg he couldn't find his dentures.  And for some crazy reason, he thought he had flushed them down the toilet.  So what did my heroic husband do?  He got the fishing boat out, launched it in the lagoon, donned full arm's length gloves, and he went fishing. I'm sorry, I mean, sure, I cleaned up alot of poop, but this?  I'm afraid I would have been ordering  new teeth.  Unfortunately, the fishing expedition failed to turn up said dentures.  A few hours later, he looked under his recliner, and oh looky there!  One pair of semi used dentures, NOT in the mouth of some lucky fish.

The whole time, I'm thinking Erin better step up her game.  He just set the bar pretty dang high.