he's is attempting to drink. WE ARE SMILING!
The time frame, that is when he officially became my precious son.
For those of you whom don't know...
Pookers used to have silent aspiration. In the orphanage, baby tea was, Literally, poured down him. He has outgrown this problem but the fear of liquids has remained. Slowly but steadily (at a tortoise pace) he has made it here. I just can't help but cry with joy and Praise.
