If Memory Serves

A little background before this post:  My mom – the kids’ Dadi (i.e. grandma) – lives with us.  She is more than 70 years old and is often forgetful of things that were told to her not so long ago.  One day, on returning home from work, I learned from Pumpkin that Dadi had slipped and lost her balance while she was out walking with her.  Now, sometimes, Pumpkin tends to exaggerate things a bit, so I thought I would clarify, just to be sure.  Here’s how it went:

Pumpkin: Papa, did you know that Dadi fell down today when we were down?!

Papa: Really?

Pumpkin: Yes, papa.  She really slipped and fell.  You can ask her.

Papa: Oh!  And what will she say if I ask her about it?

Pumpkin: She’ll say no. 

Papa: Why would she do that?!

Pumpkin: Papa, you know Dadi doesn’t remember any thing… How will she remember this?!

Now, you know.