Life is funny. There are ups and downs that send us on our way. They teach us about ourselves, and help us grow. I know that with the downs come the ups. That the good comes with the bad. Maybe that's why our bad was so tough. We have had a lot of good in the last year.
We are getting back to normal. Grant is getting back to his normal temperment. He badly wants to be right there with Preston. On the go, and into it all. He has finally stopped flopping back from a sitting position. He now slowly rolls to his side. So, there is less running to see that he didn't flop back and hurt himself.
Preston is working to learn to read. Yikes! We are working with sight words, as he can sound out most words. He has "is, it, if, the, and look" down pat. We play a little game with flashcards, and for each word he doesn't need help with he gets a sanity pill (really dark chocolate covered raisins that I renamed!)
They are blessings that I count everyday, and I am so lucky they chose me. The day to day might exhaust me, but I wouldn't trade a second of it. Well, maybe the vomit. I could do without that.
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