J: Things are getting a little hairy on the Parkway. Sweet T is sliding quickly and we all seem to be focused on her. As a result, GRB has been getting little attention. Last night, two people inadvertently administered his night time meds, so he was double dosed. This caused a little extra crazy to ensue. Somehow, despite the amount of medication he had on board, he managed to get up in the middle of the night and make his way to the mudroom where he selected his grandson C's coat and decided to wear it back to bed. C is extremely good natured and helpful, but he has his limits. When he heard that the coat was on GRB's back, he was not happy. He promptly went in and divested him of the coat, only to find that it picked up the essence of GRB overnight. Again, he was not happy. Poor C headed out the door without his coat. He gives a lot, but not the coat off his back . . .