John

Now, John has been walking for a couple months, and he's been getting better and better at it. It was really funny when it began because he would hold his arms in the air, like someone was there to catch him, and he feet were so far apart, he looked like a true toddler. Now, he's so good, he can run and hide when he gets in trouble...which he does frequently.

John was the one to kick off the breathing difficulties, and he's holding true. He has begun a series of maintenance treatments, because the regular treatments would only work for so long. We're hoping and preying that it will help, and eventually be able to stop all treatments, but then there is reality as well. : )

Like our sister and brother, we have a mouth almost full of teeth, but I think John has the most at the moment. Since the doctor isn't far off, we have the unofficial weight at about 20 pounds, and tall enough to climb the stairs. Oh fun. : ) But the easy part is Mommy no longer has to carriy everyone to bed. : )