Today Ham turned 18 months.
It is hard to believe he is only 18 months old. He is the final piece of our family and it seems like he has always been with us.
He still isn't walking, but that hasn't slow him down at all.
This week is a big week for him. Wednesday he goes in for his MRI and brain scan. I am a little, okay a lot, worried. I am more than ready for the results of the test and am ready to move on to get him walking on his feet. We need to figure out what the problem is with his legs.
He has learned to climb up on the trampoline.
He is teaching his brothers and sisters a new way of jumping.
Now it is time for him to learn to do it their way.
He is learning that he has a voice and it makes the most wonderful sounds.
He has so much more to look forward to.
I love you sweet Ham