Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Theraputic Decorative Corn
[As transcribed by Daddy]
My appetite hasn't really returned... I didn't really eat much breakfast. Mommy and I went over to playschool, and I was having a pretty good time until I started having difficulties with another kid - she's sweet, young, and friendly, but she doesn't know how to share. When she took my beachball, I had a bit of a meltdown, and Mommy had to calm me down. It happened again when the same kid usurped a puppet show I was trying to put on for Mommy, and I had to hide and sulk in the kitchen. So... Playschool was a wash.
Mommy bought me some decorative corn to put on the front door - it seemed to make me happier. I pecked at my lunch, and had a relatively quiet afternoon, with only a few moments of high drama while we were doing some yard work. Reading a lot of books together was nice and theraputic.
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