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FUN IN THE AFTERNOON



Don't you wish that you were as lovely as this boy?

-----A half hour in the life of this boy:

Says Sam:

"This is just too too darned exciting!"

"Hey, I'm gonna play with my ear."

"And show my yoga asana, down dog, to dad."

"And play grandpa's guitar.

"And enjoy my grandma's nuzzles."

----Sam then re-discovers Aunt Deb and Uncle Adrian's car and decides to go for a ride, with no hands.

----He gets a friend to come with him:




----But starts driving, gleefully, dangerously fast.

We are all so grateful to everyone for their good thoughts and their compassion when Sam was sick last week. I hope these photos are nice evidence that Sam is back to his old self. I have to say that, to me, it seems that immediately after his illness he made some huge developmental leaps. Perhaps I just noticed every little thing he was doing, so glad was I to see him back with us. But he's now walking all over the house, talking up a storm.... Mary and I took him to the Museum of Natural History and he literally walked the whole length of the place, including climbing four flights of stairs by himself: He would give this wicked gleeful laugh and throw his hands onto the next step, pulling himself up, then repeating it. Hand over hand for three flights. And he was so upset when it was over that we had to go back down the stairs for him to do it again. The stairs were beautiful and wound underneath a giant blue whale. Fishes all around him, and Sam is climbing mountains. There are three photos of the Hall of Marine Life here. In each of them you can see Sam's mountain. I mean stairs.

Towards the end of this afternoon's play, Sam snuggled with his friend.



And all is right with the world.