My Pledge to Tyler

As of today, I make this pledge to Tyler!  After Tyler is all settled into his first home, I WILL be making a visit.  I WILL stand in his kitchen and scream the only words my dementia mind will probably know, "EAT and HOT".  I WILL continue to repeatedly scream these, as someone is facing the counters actively making me something to eat.  I WILL continuously try to pull their pants down and stand under their legs while they are preparing my meal.  I WILL refuse any morsels offered to me while the meal is being cooking by throwing them across the room.  I WILL throw my milk cup too, if someone tries to hand it to me.  All the while I WILL still be screaming two loud words amongst cries that sound like Tarzan in the Etue jungle.  I WILL stand on the bottom drawer handle of the oven, in an attempt to retrieve food or burn my wrinkled skin.  If this doesn't work I WILL bang on the oven door.  When all these attempts don't make my food ready faster I WILL go to the table and rearrange all the chairs until I find one with my booster seat on it, I will then take the booster seat and toss it around the kitchen in my hungry rage.  I have forgotten to mention I WILL be doing this routine at 4:30 in the afternoon, one hour after I have been fed a snack.  Let me apologize now to any one else who may be living with Tyler when this routine begins, lets hope they are minutes away from serving my food, at which time I WILL run to my chair, wear my bib, and grin from ear to ear!!!