Tuesday, February 22, 2011
time sneaks up on you.
Max is no longer my baby, toddler, or even little boy. He is now a BOY. Size 6 clothes, 52 pounds, 100% viking stock. I find this hard to wrap my head around. Other changes have developed in tandem with his skyrocketing height. When I ask him to bring me something (like his plate from the table), he does it. This morning when I told him it was time to go to school and to come downstairs, he did it. More and more I don't need to repeat myself. Max hears my request, processes it quickly and is able to execute it. I do not take this for granted.
We are so incredibly blessed to have the family we do. Without all of their support, there is no way Max would have been able to receive the intensive treatment that has led to his incredible progress over the past 2 years. I don't say thank you nearly enough, so I'm saying it again. Thank you.