Yay for parents being good about feeding themselves!

When my mom wasn't doing so well and we had her in a smaller home behind the old family house where my brother was living, she had a full-time caregiver. I'd visit her on Caturday to bring over food with leftovers to make sure she was eating at least one properly home-cooked meal. She appreciated that, I think. It made her happy that I could actually cook.