I need to take a moment to tell you what a great little boy this is! Poor guy has had it ROUGH the last couple of months, and especially this last week...we were pretty seriously thinking of changing his name to Trouble. But in the spirit of sharing all things good, bad, ugly, and awesome, I have to say that Grayson had a good day! It wasn't anything magical. Just a little glimpse that normal is still within our reach! He slept in until 8, played well, took a solid nap between 10:15 and 1:15, was an angel at the BBQ Festival, played well again until dinner (some of that was spent in his crib, but still...), ate a good portion of his dinner, and went down for bed around 8pm with minimal fuss. It is now 11pm and he has only woken up once, briefly, in need of his beloved paci. As I sit and write and think through, I'm beginning to realize that the last two days have been good...not so much because Grayson has suddenly matured, but because I have been more a...
"Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there someday." ~A.A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh