Interesting Point

Last night I was suffering with a terrible headache, and when it finally subsided, I got very hyper. Tammy and my mom and I started cracking jokes and laughing non stop. I took an ugly cat stuffed toy from the daycare and tried to get Winston to play. To my surprise, he went crazy with it. He started running around the house, from one couch to the other and waiting for me to tell him to "Go find Grandma!" at which point he would sprint across the house and leap on her. Tammy later said that in her year and a half of working here she has never seen him so "playfully out of control". I laughed and said if i'm in a crazy mood he seems to loosen up a bit. It was then that Tammy said something and made a connection that i've never made before. I am a pretty serious person. To some, I am incredibly serious. If you've ever met or been around Winston, he is exactly the same. Maybe he follows my moods more than i've ever noticed before.

Mister loves to work, and knows when play time is appropriate. Just like mom.


Winston a few weeks back, ignoring all of the toys around him to retrieve a glove for me.