Daily Diary

Saturday afternoon we got a front row parking spot at Publix. Charles jumped from Suburban to ground stretched up, breathed in deeply and said, " Whenever we come here, I stand in the parking lot, and breathe in the goodness of Publix." The passerbys were highly amused.

This morning right after breakfast I turned on the tv in the music room and ordered Oliver to watch it. After a little while, Oliver came out of the room. "Oliver, I want you to stay in that room and rot your brain in front of the tube until there is no more distructive creativity in it." He thought about that for a moment and said,"I know, but my brain is starting to hurt."