I got my son today, we got ice cream and ate it in the park, in the 50's, then we walked up to the bridge in the park and did Pooh Sticks, then did some equipment, then we shopped, he got his own cart, then home and he did the swing, then we did stickers on the wall, then he had spaghetti with garlic bread, then he took a short nap, then back to my mom. It's possible my son has schizophrenia, but it was wonderful.