Pumkin Glory.
Yeah, this is a great picture of Gage. Pure happiness.
He was about 20 months old. I can tell by his shoes where he was in terms of his gross motor skills. His physical therapist had directed us to get shoes like this: high top leather, stiff soled shoes. We didn’t know it at the time, but he was months away from walking. And probably two years away from navigating safely in his world. He was one month into therapy and I was still getting used to the fact that he had 7 therapy appointments per week.
When he is sitting, you can’t even tell he is developmentally delayed. And by the time of this photo I didn’t even care that he was delayed. I was happy he was getting the help he needed and I was proud that I was the one making that happen.
