Lucky Foot
Tony is a scooting fool. He is not really crawling on his knees yet, but man he can make tracks in the military crawl. He especially likes the dogs water dish. It’s been 
dumped a couple times.
He’s standing pretty well if helped and has pulled up a few times. It’s kinda cool to see him climbing up his brother or one of the dogs.
Which brings us back to the lucky foot. He has an appointment with the pediatric orthopedist in September. We’ll see then what straightening his bones have done. It’s kind of scary…ok, it’s really scary. We have this light hearted approach around the house about it, but it really does worry us for him. I had glasses, and was about the only kid in my class who wore them. I thought that was bad. But Tony will have, at the very best, a limp. I really don’t know what he’s in for…but I don’t think it’s going to be as easy as I would like it to be…or have been trying to reassure Sarah that it will be. I guess I don’t want us to stress about the what ifs, until we know what those are.
So I leave you with an example of the lightheartedness. Sarah was with friends discussing the Olympics and what Tony could compete in to make us famous. Swimming was the conclusion.
“I mean, his foot is kinda flipper like already.”
“But he’d have to do synchronized, because with that foot, he’d swim in circles.”
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