George was up by the front door picking stuff up. Since he didn't get a shower on Monday, and was half dressed, I had him get in the shower first. He was obsessed with his belt today when getting ready, but once he was ready I made him some lunch at home. I put the white bird feeder on the table and he was asking "How much does it cost, do we have to put quarters in it?" and that it was "more expensive on Sunday's". (Maybe he thought it was a parking meter? It is tall and thin.) After lunch he started on his last water color canvas, his hand was getting sore, so we quit for today. (He was saying he needed five of them, one for each member of the family. He has three done, one for each season.) We went for a walk up the street, it was colder than it looked. It was a good walk though and George didn't shuffle (Well, a couple times is all.) I fixed him some noodles when we came in.