Wow, half a year. Depending on when asked I would say this was either the longest or shortest six months of my life. I think there is a country song with the line “days go slow and years go fast”, or something like that. Lots of wisdom there. We took Luke to the doctor’s office and he received a glowing report. He even got some crud cleaned out of his belly button! He also got shots. He fussed a bit at various times, but handled the waiting very well.

This evening he sat at the table with us in his new high chair while we ate dinner. We ran out of time to try feeding him turkey again, but will give it another shot tomorrow evening. Feeling very blessed to have the Little Man in our lives, and so grateful that he continues to be healthy.