The Case of the Missing Banana Bread

Once upon a time my Grandmother passed away of Dementia. Shhh...don't tell, but she was my favorite Grandparent. I know it's not right to have favorites, but she played games with me, took me to the movies, cooked for me, had small sugar cookies waiting for me, and taught me a lot of things.

Isaak with Grandma. I think she died a few years after this photo was taken. Rest in peace!

Fast forward: 

Me, "Get out the banana bread I made this weekend."

Travis, "You didn't make any banana bread."

Mica, "Ya you didn't. I haven't had that, since Christmas time."

Isaak, "Yes she did. We had it this weekend! What's wrong with you guys?"

Me, "It's here somewhere! I had a kid put it away. I made it before I made the dessert pizza for the family get together. Remember I got everyone another piece and we watched Under the Dome, while we ate it? Mica do you remember I showed you how the bread was done by putting a toothpick in the center?"

Mica sat there with a puzzled look on his face.

Isaak, "Mom I remember. I don't know what's wrong with these people!"

Me, "Here's the recipe card. Still out! It's evidence."

Travis, "Drop it. It's no where to be found. You didn't make the bread!"

Our freezer is packed from berry picking, but I found it!

Travis said, "Well your Grandma died of Alzheimer's. I'm thinking it's going to happen to you."

I think he's the one that's going to get Alzheimer's.