Tonight we celebrated Pipo's 3 year anniversary. It's amazing to me how quickly it's gone by, and how much he has grown and changed in 3 years. That first night, Fitz had to carry him upstairs to bed, because he was to weak to climb the stairs. This Friday, he will compete in his first wrestling match. (Well... first 'real' one, on a team... as opposed to the frequent matches in our basement between brothers!) It's hard to believe this strong, confident boy was that same weak, sick little thing that came into our lives 3 years ago.
Pipo requested Korean food tonight, so Fitz very happily took him out while we made a cake for him.
This last shot is just because. I can't believe how old he is looking.