It was a doctor’s appointment day, which means an hour driving in the car each way. Lately it’s a crap shoot as to whether mom is alert and talking or half in and out of sleep when she rides in the car.

Today she was silent the whole way. Well almost. We pulled into Dairy Queen to get milkshakes and “Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head” came on the radio, and she came alive. She yelled/sang every fourth or fifth word as loud as she could, and of course all perfectly timed to when I lowered the window at the drive thru.

Sometimes all there is to do is to embrace it, laugh and go with it. Here’s a video snippet of the tail end…