This week, little man, this week marks ONE YEAR since your accident. Holy Moly. You have come so far in one year, it's amazing. I keep talking about your accident, but this time of year just makes me think about it. I'm so glad you came to our family and STAYED! I look back on those pictures and wow...what a ride!
We went camping this weekend. You were a pill at night. Cold, tired, busy. It was a long night. The second night we slept in the house--much, much better! :) And, despite the long first night, we still had a great time. You were very fun, and LOVED having the freedom to toddle around wherever you please. It was great fun to watch you! :)
We went to visit an Indian and get an Indian name. You got the name of Weasel. How fitting!! Fun loving, crazy, spunky, and happy. That's you, my little boy. Sure love you!
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