Amy was here working on my yard when I got home on Friday. My flowers look amazing. You should come check them out.
We got to visit Joseph on Saturday. G was in heaven. Joseph seemed so proud of G - introducing him to everyone: "This is my little brother." Of course, G would give no one else the time of day. They'd try to greet him, and he'd just grunt & flip his head away. It's embarrassing to have a child with such horrible manners. But.. I'm also not real eager to start encouraging him to warm up to strangers so I'll live with it for now.
At church today G sat through all of the songs. A first.
He seems huge to me. He's stronger & faster & more regulated & smarter about everything. I posted about his weight, but I just realized how it compares to his history:
Jan. 2010: 20 pounds
July 2010: 31 pounds
Isn't that crazy?
I mowed the grass tonight. For a long time, G pushed around his truck behind me. But towards the end he was just done. I ended up having to mow the final rows with one hand while using my other hand to hold hands with him. So he's not that independent yet.
Tell Amy if she ever wants to test her landscaping skills in another climate (i.e. Florida) we've got a bunch of flower beds that could use some serious TLC.
ReplyDeleteThe thing with Amy is that she's never done. Every week I celebrate "the finished product," and then she digs up another bed or power-washes the deck or brings more mulch or whatever. It's unreal.
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