It's been eight weeks and three days since Carter's hip and knee surgery. What does that mean, you ask? Well, let me tell you.
Drum Roll, please.
Straightening his knee. Check (well, only a few degrees shy)
Bending his knee to ninety degrees. Check
Full range of motion in his hip. Check (alright, pretty close)
Annoying his little sister. Check
Pulling his usual pranks. Check
Cleaning his room. Uh, let's not press our luck in the miracle department!
Carter is a good boy who has been through a lot. And when you think about it, it's just not fair! But he doesn't think that way (his mom does, but she is working on that, especially since she has to teach from President Monson's talk: Be of Good Cheer next Sunday). He is such a happy, positive kid. I don't think a day goes by without him flashing those dimples and sharing that irresistible smile. I am very proud of him, if you can't tell.