Natalie had an appointment for a physical so I push 1-year old Oliver up and down the streets of our little town on Tuesday morning. It was cold and a bit wet but we had a ball. He is such a cutie and is now comfortable with me. He babbled and smiled at everyone who passed us by. He fell asleep about half way through our 45-minute walk. Afterwards, we met Natalie coming from the doctor’s and were able to share a cup of tea together before he woke up. Winnie was and still is not a kid who likes to be hugged and held. Not a cuddlier. Oliver is a whole different story. He took one look at his mom when he woke up, squealed and gave her a huge hug. He just wanted to look at her and hug. It was so cute. Delightful.
Afterwards, I headed to the rehab class. Dick and Sherman were not there on Tuesday. Sherman had his monthly luncheon of retired UPS personnel and Dick was up at a casino for a few days. It was awfully quiet without them! I increased my time on the treadmill and still had 96% oxygen saturation. Remarkable.
Our friend, Randy is retired from the sheriff department but teaches a driving class to police officers, teenagers and other people here on the coast about two days every month. We have known him since he was a 16-years old kid. He dropped by after Tuesday’s class and had some dinner with Michael. His wife is the one who has lupus. It was great to chat with him and we got caught up on each other’s lives.
All in all, a very busy day. I slept like Toddler Oliver Tuesday night. Maybe even snored!
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