This is no ordinary bottle. It holds the final dose of anti-seizure medication that we gave to Riley last night. We hope that's the last of the pink milk. We are praising God for all He’s done for our family thus far and how far we have come since those first two difficult weeks.
We visited Daddy at his office and got to see Gramma Betsy too. Riley showed her how much he smiles and talks now:
She brought him a new stuffed animal which we named Henry Hippo. He likes to swing from Riley’s car seat handle:
Thanks Betsy!!
3 comments:
So, do you think Riley will have a lifelong, inexplicable phobia of strawberry milk? (Because that's what "pink milk" means around our place...)
i hope so, since i'm no fan of pink.
hey, when are you going to blog again? once every 5 weeks is not acceptable!
(pics will be sufficient if you have no time to write)
We're working on it. We have a bad habit of letting photos and video just crop up for weeks on end before downloading and processing them. I sat down and worked through 34 videos last night dating all the way back to June.
Also, I need to re-teach Cathy how to post to the blog. She is much more consistent than I am about posting.
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