Still Smiling at 92

I was at my Grandma's this morning, and I offered to make her a cup of coffee. I asked if she wanted a big cup or a little cup, and she said big. I came across one of those huge mugs, the ones that are more suited for soup or chili, not a beverage, and sat it next to her filled to the brim with coffee and cream.
"That's a big cup!" she said.
"Well, you said you wanted a big cup," I replied.
That's when she started laughing. "Now that's a cup of coffee!" she said.
"I want you to really wake up this morning," I told her.
She laughed even harder.
I haven't heard her laugh in a very long time.
It made my day.