Since coming home, Josiah has only improved. He's gone from walking and talking to singing and dancing. His swelling is way down. He's still resting and sleeping a tad more than normal, but that's understandable.
Josiah has some ground to make up with his PT and OT, but nothing that he can't do. If you've spent time with him, you'll have noticed that his stuttering is worse than it has been in recent months. Speech is working with him, but he's getting to the point where he gets frustrated and will give up — complaining that he "can't say the word" or that his words "are tangled up." We're doing what we can to encourage him, but it's hard to watch.
All month, we've been humbled by the generosity of others. Merri's uncle repaired our furnace for free. We opened the front door to find a gift basket this morning. An Internet writer friend of mine mailed us a box full of presents.
Right now, the kids are down for a nap, but this afternoon we start seeing family for Christmas, but we know the circle of people who care for us extends much wider than that. Thank you.