Happy Birthday Grant

Last night Jim and I were playing "remember when" in Grant's life. It went something like this:
Remember when...

Grant got life-flighted to U of M,
the oxygen guy came to our house to set up Grant's tanks,
we had to feed Grant with a medicine dropper bc he wouldn't take a bottle,
he got taken by ambulance to U of M bc he was retracting so much,
he was taking medicine 12 times a day,
we had to feed him through his nose,
he wasn't allowed to go to the grocery store for fear of germs...

Remember when...
Grant's doctor took him off oxygen,
Grant started taking a bottle,
Grant graduated from physical therapy,
Grant's chest xrays were referred to as "good",
Grant stopped all medications and breathing treatments,
Grant started gym class with other kids his age...

Wow. God is faithful. Grant has come so far. He is full of life and joy. We are beyond thankful.