But at least now we can start our garage band.
We bought the drums over the weekend for $100 from a drunk British barkeep. We weren't even in the market for a drum kit. It was all very rock and roll.
Holy crap does this kid love them though.
The harmonica belonged to Jeff's grandfather.
He actually dances while he plays. It's freaking awesome.
There are parts of life with Myles that are still extremely difficult. He weighs less than 21 pounds and needs to be spoon fed more than half of his food every day in pureed form. I worry about his nutrition and this eating delay every day, at every meal.
It's getting easier though. Every week Myles feeds himself new foods and I know that this isn't going to be forever. His vocabulary is increasing at a much faster pace now and I'm often surprised and delighted by the words he knows.
And there are so many other things, sublime things that happen every day that make everything worth it.
