and so it all ends ...

welcome dear reader, to this the last post in the story that is Harlow.

i don't know how many of you there are, or how often you read the scribbles i write, but now, it is coming to a close. i thank you for reading this, for commenting, for the support you have given us since he was born. i may not have replied (im terrible at that), but please know, the comments were read and appreciated.

Harlow is now two years old. he has beaten everything that has been thrown at him and has come out the other side laughing. all because he will not take no for an answer. if he wants something, he will dig in his toes until he gets it and this goes for everything. he never sits still ... he opens every draw, and then proceeds to pull everything out in case there is something at the bottom he hasn't seen ... he laughs ... he smiles ... and he makes everyone around him happier. most of the time ~:)

he has been classified as mostly normal, glasses and minimal cerebral palsy aside. this is simply awesome. it was not what was being thought two years ago.

i don't really know how to proceed from this point, i'm at a loss as to what to say, so i will leave you with some photos. they say more than i ever could.

thank you.

rich.

a little too tired to eat dinner ....