Today I was remembering S when she was B's age. I LOVE this age. They're walking and climbing and running and so excited about life. They understand a lot of what's going on around them, but they are still little and snuggly and sweet and small. I was looking at B's little fat feet and remembering how skinny and sickly S was at 15 months. We were new in this country and were doing everything we could as she fought fevers, several stomach bugs, and severe allergic reactions. She wouldn't eat and we forced fluids on her constantly to keep from ending up in the local hospital with an IV. Such a scary time. And now here's my heart kid at 15 months, with fat feet and chubby legs and we couldn't be more thankful.

He's vivacious and fun and keeps us laughing just like his sister. There are many things that are difficult for me about being here but one thing I really like about being here is that in this place the days when they are healthy do not go unnoticed. Thanks for taking the time to remember our family and being thankful with us for the gift of good health.