Normal Grammy

I was out of town on business for five days. I got back yesterday and at bedtime, Adam asked if he could sleep with me. I said he could. He and I got in bed but May was having trouble getting settled and got up to go to the bathroom for the second time in about two minutes. While she was out of the room, Adam, on the verge of falling asleep, turned his head toward mine and said, "She's getting worse and worse. Normal Grammy would be better."