Last night Sam and my dad were talking with Liz and my mom in the room.  My dad was harassing Sam about his driving record.

Dad, " Let's see Sam, you've had three accidents, two speeding tickets..."

Sam, "And a partridge in a pear tree."

What a goon.

Today he was talking to my mom about going places and he said,

"I know that there are an infinite number of even directions that you can go (assuming that you always return)."

He is doing well and it was discussed about going home with the doctor today.  We'll still have to see. 

I also hear that they have started working on the house (WOW!).  That will allow it to be even sooner.

Heather