Eli eats a fry

Bobbie, Marvin, David and I witnessed Elijah actually hold tight onto a french fry and then lick it repeatedly. He seemed to enjoy it and tiny bits would get in his mouth and he would just smack his little lips. It was simply adorable and if I hadn't seen it myself, I wouldn't believe it.

We were at our favorite restaurant. It's actually become a loved tradition for the Groves and Ramirezes to go to this cafe anytime the Groves come for a visit. I swear that they know us in there, but we don't yet say "The usual." Elijah was only happy if he could sit ON the table and explore the wonderful things around him. He would scoot sitting up to go from thing to thing. I had one hand on him and may have given him a few pushes to help him along, but he is really figuring out how to make the best of what he has. He loved looking at the window and seeing the reflection of all the lights and our faces. He really enjoyed pulling on the blinds, which luckily held up through the tugging. He even reached down and picked up the pink sweet and low package. I was SO proud.

Today, Eli saw his geneticist. He will be starting calcium. We will also do a blood test to check his growth hormone levels to determine if therapy is needed there. We will also soon be sending my and David's blood to the lab in Finland...we haven't done that just yet.

He turns TWO on Tuesday and I bet he's going to LOVE the cake I let him play in. I recalled today that the first six weeks felt like six months and now that two years have nearly passed...it just feels like two years...two long years. I cannot really explain it. Time is a peculiar thing.

I love you all and thank you sincerely for your care, concern and prayers for Elijah. You make the world of difference in his extraordinary life.

Melissa