I’m surprised.

We are back at Panera for the second time today. We spent about two hours here this morning. We were back home by noon. It is a much warmer day today, so Kate wanted to work outside. She came in after a couple of hours and took a shower. Then she was ready to leave again. We arrived here about fifteen minutes ago and had a conversation with a medical student whom we had met before Christmas when he was here studying for his exams. When he left, Kate looked at me and asked, “What’s the name of this place?” I told her. Then she said, “I don’t know why I can’t remember that.” Then she tried to repeat but asked me to tell her the name again. She was having a hard time pronouncing it as though this were the first time she had ever heard the word. She was trying to pronounce it with a “T” rather than a “P.” I corrected her and she practiced saying it several times.

In some ways, I feel I shouldn’t be surprised. After all, she forgets most things. On the other hand, Panera is such a large part of our lives that it seems like a name she would hold on to for a while longer.