Day 343 - May 25 - Memorial Day

Today we spent as a family, sitting around, lounging around, watching movies and talking. And napping. At one point all four of us, the dog and both the cats were sawing logs in the living room. The napping house, for those who've read the book! Seriously, it wouldn't have surprised me to find all the fish asleep too.

So, once again there's not much to report. Connor awoke this morning "sick to his stomach", which I rectified by the prompt application of the appropriate dosage of toast and butter, taken orally. 8-) I thought it would be a good sign if he started being able to tell he was hungry, instead of just "my stomach hurts". Still and all, I'll take it as another tiny step.

Tonight, Connor was lying in bed as we went through the nightly rituals. He was practicing moving his fingers while his hand lay on its back on the pillow. While we watched his fingers and thumb move and twitch little by little, all at once his whole hand lifted up off the pillow about an inch, then settled back down quickly. It was over in a heartbeat, but it was easily the biggest and most purposeful hand movement I've seen Connor do.

So again we give thanks to God for another small step. We're not there yet, but we're going...

Before I go, I wanted to remind each of you out there again how much y'all mean to us. To see you signed on the site, or to see the (vast) number of visitors on the map page, and realize that it translates into so many people who continue to faithfully pray and believe with us - you overwhelm us. Thank you so much for sticking with us this long.

Good night,

Eric

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