In-Laws to Love

Since I first appeared under the weather, my in-laws (that would be Girl and Big Daddy -- this is Tennessee Williams country, after all) have repeatedly said that they would help in any way we need. At about 8 pm last night they dropped by after having spent the day with Lyman's sister's family over in Natchez. I told my mother-in-law that if she wanted to help she could send over some of her potato soup when she had time. (At 83 she's still a good cook.) At 10:30 last night she called Lyman to tell him the soup was ready and to bring a large pot.

Isn't that a gift?