It is funny to think about Thanksgiving. A year ago I was getting ready to go back to work. Where has the time gone? In some ways I think, it has only been a year and in other ways I am amazed at how much Lucas has changed. We were watching a video of him taken in early March. He was so small-he still had brown hair and was content to be on his mat, just kicking his feet. It seems so long ago. Did he always crawl? Hasn't he always wanted to eat what I am eating? Lucas was on Marc's lap while we watched the video and he was mesmerized by it. At one point, Lucas on the video laughed and Marc said, he sounds the same way when he laughs now.
Today was our last day of physical therapy. I had a bit of remorse while Diane was working with Lucas. Were we really ready to end this? Can we get Lucas to walk on our own? I know we can always go back and use the services again but Marc is resigned to the fact we are done. But at one point this morning, when Lucas took off and for the first time, climbed all the way up our stairs without even stopping, and he walked with his push toy all by himself, I knew that we were ready.
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