Gpa likes church. He’ll say, “Oh, Yes” and jump up to get ready when I ask him if he’d like to go.
However, when we get there, he is just waiting to get to the coffee. This week he got excited during the peace offering and getting pushed to go to communion. Sorry, Gpa, no coffee yet.
To distract him, I pulled out the color sheet and asked him questions. I asked “How are you?” He replied, “Sick”
Then the conversation got worse as you can see in the pictures. His dying in 2 minutes did not get him a cup of coffee sooner.