It's good to see you again. Life as Patrick has been fraught with excitement, activities, vacations, trips, crabs, shots, and puppies. Let me see where to start. I suppose rather than rehashing all of my activities, I thought I would first start out with a commentary on my living conditions, and the harsh treatment I have been given.
Seriously, why put me in a cooler?
And now a bowl? I remember my parents saying "...I wonder what else we could put him in."
I have been to visit all of my grandparents in the past few weeks, and have been loving a number of things we get to do each day. Almost every day I have the chance to play the piano with dad, lounge around and play with toys and momma. My puppy loves that I am starting to tolerate more doggie kisses, and her nose is never far from mine. Even when I have a tough time, she is usually the first into the room to take care of what's going on.
Mom and Dad have been very gracious with their time and effort put forward to take care of all of my needs. Now that I am off thicken food, and have dismissed most of my specialists life is starting to take shape as a bit of a routine. Primarily that routine consists of me waking around 6AM, having a snack and then napping until about 9AM, after that it's a pre-lunch snack and some activity or games, then lunch at 1200 and another nap until 4PM. Then I am typically fussy from about 4:30 until 8 or so when I have another meal, and then it's off bed for about 10 hours of sleep. So the crazy fussy time is tempered by my ability for sleep for long periods of time. I think that this has saved my parents sanity on multiple occasions.
Baby Kisses to you all,
Patrick
Love the smile!
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