Let me preface this story by saying that I am the favorite child of the Bain family. Also, my family has learned to embrace my mom's ever-changing mind and try to remain as light-hearted as possible through the course of her disease. Tonight my mom and sister were cuddling in my parent's bed and talking about the three baby portraits that hang on the opposite wall (one for each of her gorgeous children). My sister asked my mom to tell her about each of the three pictures. My mom pointed to the middle portrait of a little boy and said, "That one is my George and he's my favorite. I don't know who those other two babies are." At least El and I think this is one of the funniest things my mom has said in a long time!