Dialing for Cuteness
During our walk yesterday, Alice was very taken by a pay phone outside the San Rafael Library. She reached out for the phone and pointed to it, giving me a pretty good idea that she wanted to use the phone.
“If I could reach the buttons, I could make a call.”
“Hello. Hello!”
“Oh, there you are. How are you today?”
“I’ve missed you too.”
“Uh, Daddy … this is a private call. Can I have some privacy, please?”
They grow up so fast, don’t they?
Dick Cantwell: Brewer, Author, Fashionplate
Today is Dick Cantwell’s birthday. He’s the head brewer and co-owner of 
At O.T. yesterday, Porter was insistent that he be able to play baseball. Last year, his therapist, Theresa, got a tee ball set specifically for Porter. Apparently, it was time. It’s been sitting in the corner for months and week after week Porter has effectively ignored it … until this week, when it was all he could talk about. Baseball season is defintely upon us.
Here’s a Quicktime movie Porter’s 
While Porter jumped and ran at O.T. yesterday, Alice and I took our regular walk to the library. Unfortunately, Alice got sidetracked when she happened upon a deep puddle that had collected in the parking lot after our recent record-breaking rainfall. By the time I’d caught up to her, the damage had been done and her feet and legs were already wet. So i let her splash around in the puddle for a while, bu even that was too short and getting her to leave was something of a trial.
Porter had another good, physical occupational therapy session yesterday.
