Sunday, January 6, 2008
We were at my mom's house for dinner tonight and went downstairs to play a game. Luke had gotten the Star Wars figures out before we had eaten and they were all over the floor. When we got downstairs, he went on the couch and had just gotten comfortable with his pillow in just the right spot and all tucked in with a blanket when we told him that he needed to help us clean up the figures before we started playing the game. He replied that he didn't think he could help because he didn't think his legs would work. After a chuckle from all the adults, I asked him if I could help him off the couch, and luckily, his legs were in full working order!