She was grumpy this morning and didn't want to get out of bed for the carers- who had arrived earlier than usual.
My mother: "Can't I have a cup of tea first?"
Me: "No, these ladies have other jobs to go to and can't wait around watching you drink."
How odd to be parenting a parent. Or perhaps not so odd- because there's nothing unusual about it. It's how things go. Unexpected would be the better word. Parents are figures of power and authority, who demand a degree of deference- and get it- even when we grow to be bigger than them- but then- if they live long enough- slowly turn into babies .