After four full months of dealing with the leg- we've graduated out of physical therapy!
(that leg part 1, part 2, part 3)
One day he said, I think I can do everything Jon asks me to do today. And he did.
And then he chose to take the stairs at church.
And then they let him graduate. The shirt is diploma.
Congratulations buddy. They didn't give us enough shirts though, we all earned that shirt!
We got to return the wheel chair. This happy occasion called for a selfie.