Zach is home and feeling pretty good. There is something kinda sweet about spending the day at the hospital with my kid. It reminds me of how sweet he is. How young and innocent. How lucky I am to have him in my life.
He ate four popsicle before we came home. Can you tell they were orange by the color of his lips??
This time he let me wheel him out to the car. First time I have ever pushed a wheel chair.