I took D to a minor league baseball game this afternoon and we had a great time. It is rare these days for me to spend quality alone time with D and boy do I miss that. I am constantly amazed at his perception of the world and I love the alone time we share together. We have such similar personalities and I am really the only one that truly "gets" him. The game was pretty boring and he lost interest around the 3rd inning, but we kept ourselves entertained making up stories about the players. My favorite was B. Bixler, he lived in South Africa, eats tomatoes for breakfast and he gets mad when he stubs his toe.
