
On my visit to Columbia this weekend, I got to know Uncle Patrick and I noticed that he was a LOT bigger that I was! Just take a look at those hands! But I like Uncle Patrick because he is funny, in an odd sort of way. For example, he commented that taking care of me was like taking care of a drunk person. Lucky for him, I found the comment so funny that I was not offended.
Next step: Uncle Gus.
An aside: Aunt Katy was also home, and she was nurturing and comforting, and I would like to go visit her in Oxford SOON. Aunt Katy tells me she has TONS of books she wants me to read ... so much to do; so little time.



