This weekend we went to a park for a party, and G and siblings had a blast playing. G was determined to crawl up the steps over and over, and he did it. I was so proud and amazed at the strength his upper body has. He even went down the slide with my brother's help and me at he end. The first time he looked scared, but after that, it was belly laughs.
Other kids were there, and about four to five of them were his age, and it is always a little jolting to see where they're at as opposed to where he's at. It's impossible to not notice.
He's my incredible G, and he is who he is. I love him, I support him, I encourage him, I embrace him, I accept him, and I am truly blessed.