As time went on I settled into a routine:
6:15-6:30am The rooster would crow and wake me up
7:30am Get out of bed pack bag for morning visit and walk to breakfast
The walk to breakfast (was between a quarter and a half mile)
Our first half hour was usually alone on the bench under the shelter. We would look at photo albums or pictures on the camera.
After walking we would usually find an empty field with a bench and fly the helicopter. This was by far one of the biggest excitements - until the battery would die. Then we would return to his house and play with friends. This tended to be overwhelming for both of us. 7 Kids screaming Mama Mama all wanting attention and help with something different. Having to share our toys was not something we were used to or liked to do (to start with)
Around noon was lunch for him and a nap til 4pm. I would head back to the apartment. Eat three cheese peanut butter crackers, read, nap and play on the internet.
At 4 I would go back and pick up sleepy boy. We would walk again, play with the helicopter and go back to play with friends.
Dinner for both of us was at 6 - When it was time for them to eat I would walk to dinner eat and then go back to play until bath time.
Bath time varied on who the nightly staff person was and ranged between 7:15 and 8pm.
Makes you appreciate the easy life of turn on the shower and adjust the dial and sit to go to the bathroom and push down the lever when you are done
Although it was hard to adjust to the different lifestyle it was good to spend that much time with him.