Sylas is in the process of serial casting after botox again. We're in the second week and he's chosen purple casts both times. I think it makes Grandpa Morrison happy that even though we are living smack in the middle of cheese country, Sylas is still sticking to his Minnesota roots.
It's incredible how steady on his feet Syas is with his casts. He's been taking so many steps. 3 here. 5 there. It's beautiful. But I'm ready for him to be done with the casting so we can go swimming during these last couple weeks of summer. My child is a fish. With no fear.
I learn so much from him, watching him live with abandon, not hindered in any way.
He even knows how to break dance. *Wink, wink.*