I have had a great day! The sun is shining and I’ve been wild. I played so hard this morning. Dad was with me while Mom went to work. It was pretty fun. We made funny sounds and did boy stuff. Mom always tells Dad to feed me more breakfast when she leaves. I usually split a yogurt with Mom early in the morning and then about 9am I eat some more with Dad. Today, I was eating and he left me alone for a minute to grab a towel and when he came back to me I got all kinds of apple banana strawberry puree in my hair, on my face and all over the place! It was a blast! I don’t think that he liked my art? Mom got home and gave me a long bath. It was really nice. I was pretty sticky and stinky. Ha, ha! Then, I had to take myself a big nap. I layed in the big bed again and snoozed! I’m teething and growing and that makes me sleepy. I woke up later a total wild man and played again. I also took some time to pet the big doggy in the house. Yes! We brought one of our big labbies inside because she is going to have puppies soon and she needs extra snuggles. So, she had a nice bath and I got to pet her. She has been very interested and wants to be my friend. Mom and dad said I have to be a little careful because my body isn’t really strong yet, so we washed my hands a lot, but it made me so happy. I love animals so much already. That makes my family so excited and happy because we have a bunch of animals. Anyways, tomorrow is the big day guys! I can’t wait to be ONE! -Heath
It’s been a while since I showed you, but I still do it every single day…I stick my toes and fingers thru the holes in my favorite kind of blankies; homemade afghans. During the day, I like to pop my toes thru and just relax half covered and then, during night time, I like to stick my fingers thru the holes. I do that and rub my blankie against my cheeks when I’m tired. Then, I snuggle up really close when I sleep at night. Love my holey blankies…forever! -Heath
I went and got my blood drawn again this morning. Up early, to the hospital, back home…you know the routine. My medicine, the Tachrolimus (my most important anti-rejection medicine), levels are always checked via blood draws. The Tx team wants to see my Tach. level between 8-10 on their scale. Since switching to G and oral feeds and hence switching the way my medicine is absorbed, we have had nothing but trouble trying to get my levels back up. I was as love as 2.7 on the scale, then 3ish, then 4, now today 5…it’s not a good thing. Not only am I risking my body attacking my new heart (rejection), but now the amount of medicine I am getting each day has increased and it’s almost too much. So, this means I may have to start another “add-on” medicine to help my body process the Tachrolimus to meet the desired level on the scale. It’s a very stressful and scary ordeal for Mom, especially. I feel great and everything, but she doesn’t want me to…she worries. Doesn’t want anything to take me away or put me in the hospital. So, every little thing matters a lot. We double checked with my Pharmacy about the formula they are using for my medicine and it seems the same, so that was good. My Tx team is working on a plan to move forward. I will go to the doctor this Saturday for more labs and we hope they come back in range this time. Please pray for that. Thank you. I’m enjoying myself a nice late daytime nap with my puppy in the big bed… -Heath
I was really excited after my bath today. Not only did I get to have my bath a day late (i usually take baths on Wednesday and Sunday), because Mom was really tired, but I got to put on my new jammies! They are so comfy and are my first set of “big boy” jammies! Mom thought they fit pretty good for 2T. We cuffed the bottoms just so I wouldn’t loose my pants when I was playing. Here are some pictures…I was excited. I told you! Also, we didn’t get it on camera, but tonight before bedtime, Dad was eating some chocolate chip cookies…he always let’s me taste stuff, so he let me taste a cookie. It was the first time I had ever had one and I bit down hard and took a chunk right out of it! Cookie monster!! He, he, he! Mom and Dad didn’t let me keep the chunk, but I slobbered on what was now “my” cookie, for a good minute before they took it away. Yummy! -Heath
I went out just a short while today. It was snowing, so it wasn’t very busy, and we went with my Grandma T to get new clothes. I have worn mostly hand-me-downs my whole life, and still do, but I was spoiled today for my 1st birthday coming up. Plus, I was really starting to need clothes. I am grown out of most of my hand-me-downs now and needed some bigger sizes. We got a bunch of pants, shirts and my first pair of “big boy” shoes. The shoes are too big still, they are size 4. We found out today that I am a size 3, though. That was good to know. I wore my shoes when I got home and thought they were pretty cool. Mom thought they were cool because they were on sale and only cost about $5. Luckily, too, the store we went to (Carter’s) had a buy one, get two free thing going on and we didn’t spend barely any money. We got all 2T clothes for me! Can you believe I’m already that big? Well, I’m not quite that big yet, I’m more like 18-24m clothes right now, but the 2T’s already fit a little baggy. They will be perfect soon. Mom was looking at the little newborn clothes at the store and thinking back to when I was that little. I couldn’t wear clothes for a very long time because I was hooked up to so much stuff, but it was still the fact that I was that small. It got her all emotional. We had a really nice time getting clothes and visiting. I was so tired when we got home, though, and Mom thought for sure I would nap, but I was a total wild man! I sat iin my walker and played until late tonight. Really nice day. -Heath
Today, Mom started getting the pages of my first book started. This whole first year of my life has been something she and my whole family want to honestly forget, but they also really want me to have the story if I ever choose to read it. So, now that my first birthday is just around the corner, it was time to start piecing the days together into something printable. Mom was extra snuggly to me today, because I guess looking back at everything that happened to me was really tough. I don’t remember anything. I don’t think I will. My family is happy for that. Happy this all happened when I was just little itty bitty. But, avoiding sounding sad, I am really glad that we have all of the days recorded. Someday, who knows, I might really want to know it all. Maybe not? It will be my choice though. -Heath
I concentrated on my eating & drinking “skills” a lot today. It felt like I was eating all day, but it was only a normal amount. I usually eat about four times a day right now. I eat mostly baby food purees, but I love to share a yogurt with Mom at breakfast time. When Mom and Dad are eating, they always let me try new things, too. Last night, I sucked on a piece of pizza…i couldn’t have it, but Dad held it for me. I’ve really been starting to understand eating more now. I never used to open my mouth or try to swallow, I just kind of did it out of instinct or because i had to swallow. Now, though, I open my mouth and kind of “ask” for the spoon and food. I still don’t swallow super well. I take a bite off the spoon and then I stick my thumb into my mouth right away to suck on it and suck the food down in turn. It’s been working for me, but it’s not the correct way to eat. At least I don’t gag about food in my mouth any more! That was always such a big issue. With all my drool from teething, I don’t mind the extra stuff in my mouth anymore.
I get pretty messy when I eat now. I am eating more and for longer, so I get more on my hands and shirt. We always have to change my bib for meal times, but sometimes we have to change my shirt, too. Mom said messy is good in this case because at least meal time is going well now and I’m not upset about eating. It’s a step closer to getting this G tube out. Speaking of steps closer to that, not only have I been starting to enjoy a sippy cup, but for the first time ever, tonight I held and gave myself a sip. It was awesome! I don’t get much out of the cup at one time, but the action of trying to suck on it is such an absolutely huge step forward for me. We mixed a little apple juice with my water to see if I’d like that more than just water and I think I do. It’s interesting. I’ve never been very interested in apple sauce, but apple juice is pretty yummy. I’m still trying it out, so I’ll let you know. -Heath
Today, for Valentine’s Day, I had a hot date. I don’t know what that means exactly, but Mom and Dad said one of my girlfriends (from when I was inpatient at the hospital) was planning to meet me this morning after my appointment. I couldn’t help but grin ear to ear!
Mom and I left the house around 4:30am and drove to Milwaukee to go to my lab appointment this morning. I had to get my blood drawn again to recheck my medicine levels and things. My Tachrolimus level has been low and, if you have been reading my blogs, you know that it’s been a little headache to try to get back up to where it’s supposed to be. I got my blood drawn and then Mom and I went into the waiting room to give me my medicines for the day and so I could eat before the car ride home. It’s always interesting to us how people stare when Mom busts out syringes full of medicines in public. We can’t help it and I need my medicine on time, so we just do our thing and let people watch. I can’t have medicine before my lab appointment because it will mess up the results and it’s also just too early for them. So, wee got that done, I ate and then she walked into the waiting room…my Valentine! She came up to me and, with Mom’s okay, she scooped me up for a smooch on the cheek. I can’t lie, I got pretty bashful. She put me down so I was more at ease and then talked to me. I was being shy, I’m not sure why really, and covered my face with my blankie. She was really pretty, that was it. Her and Mom talked until I came out of my shell and then we visited like old times. It was the perfect Valentines Day date. Her and I used to spend so many long nights together at the hospital and she’d always be very sweet to me. Mom says she’s sweet on me. I guess girls just can’t resist my cheeks and blue eyes? We all had to go, eventually, and she walked with us down the long hall to the parking area and said goodbye. I don’t know when I’ll see her again, but I hope it’s soon. Mom got her number for me so I can send her pictures sometimes. Later, when we got home, I went with Mom to work and then played with my toys before dozing off early to bed. Hope you all had a wonderful Valentine’s Day, too! -Heath
I spent a bunch of time at the shop today with my Grandpa and Mom; even Dad stopped in on his way home from town. He and I said “Hi!” to the guys working, he took me for my usual tour, I sat in the “Boss” chair to watch some cartoons and all kinds of fun stuff while Mom got some work done. It was really fun. We listened to some good music, too, and this one song is everyone in the world’s favorite I guess. Well, Grandpa said sometimes it’s over played and you need a break from it, but it’s still kind of like the best anthem ever? Or something like that…It’s call “Don’t Stop Believin’” by Journey. Mom and Grandpa are really into that classic rock stuff and whenever that song comes on, Grandpa always helps me dance a little and we all say it’s my song. Everyone believed in me thru my adversities last year and now I’m home. It’s still such a miracle. So, anyways, that song is very special to my family for that reason. I was pretty wiped out when we came home. I ate and then went strait to sleep for a quick nap; on the big bed of course! It might sound silly, but sleeping with my shirt off is such a treat! I’ve never been allowed to do it because I had that big long GJ tube hanging out of my tummy and it was just too dangerous. So, now that I have the small G Button, instead, it’s been really nice to have new freedoms. Hmmm…what else happened today? Oh! I drank! From a sippy cup! It wasn’t too long, but it was more than once. I had just water, but we bought a little apple juice today to try tomorrow. I’m excited guys! Just need to learn to drink so I can hydrate myself well enough on my own and get rid of this G tube feeding all together (my big goal for this year). Well, have a great night. Thank you SO much for all of the Valentines in the mail! I got a beautiful stuffed animal from my friends, some boughten cards with really sweet messaged in them and even some kool drawings sent to me. Happy Valentines Day tomorrow! I have a doctor appointment bright and early. -Heath
Most nights, at bedtime, Mom reads to me. She says it’s her time to just enjoy being my Mom and it’s time for me to wind down and get relaxed for bed. I LOVE my storytime. I always give her the biggest smiles and i kick my legs and squeal with excitement. We always lay together on the big bed and Mom will prop me up in some blankies and pillows so we can snuggle comfy and read. Mom tries to just read me one story every night so my books last, but I am good at talking her into reading a couple. I love all books. Tonight we read from my Disney bedtime book, my Uncle Jake got me for Christmas. We read a Whinnie The Pooh story, a Lady and the Tramp story and I forgot the name of the other one about big guy that played in an arcade? They were so good. Mom was just finishing the last story and I was starting to get sleepy, so I snuggled into the covers deeper and then Dad popped in to say good night. I am so sleepy tonight now. I played really hard today. I was supposed to go to my physical therapy and speech therapy appointments, but they called Mom this morning to cancel because of the weather. We got another foot of snow! It’s so pretty! I can’t wait until I’m big enough to play in it. Maybe next year I can go for my first sled ride down the hill! That sounds so fun. Okay, I have to go to bed. Night. -Heath
Hey! It’s me! The “teething monster”, “drool master 3000”, cute little goober face kid. Well, those have been my nicknames for the last week it seems like. I’m not really enjoying teething. It’s rough. I am, however eating and now starting to dabble with the idea of drinking, much better since I have learned to manage all this drool. I learned to swallow it. Sounds silly, maybe, but it’s really been kind of a God-sent. I don’t choke on liquidy stuff anymore and that is awesome. Most kids, i guess, don’t like to eat good during teething time because it’s uncomfortable but I’ve been a little backwards. Also, I have a small amount of something we think is pretty funny sounding; drool rash. Drool rash? Who gets a rash from drool? Me i guess? It’s not bad at all and Mommy has been on top of it, but I have SOOOOO much drool coming out of my mouth that it’s no wonder my skin is mad about it. It’s drowning my lips!? Ha, ha, ha! Mom has even been having me wear a bib sometimes thru out the day to try to save my clothes from the drool. I don’t mind. It’s kind of like I have a kool bandanna on. I did learn, now, that I can make something Mom and Dad call a “raspberry”. I purse my lips together against my tongue sticking partway out and then blow and make a fart sound. All kinds of drool comes out with the air. It’s really fun. Okay, I’m kind of gross. I’m going to bed now. Ha! -Heath
Nice relaxing day. Sunday’s are bum days for us. It’s so nice to wind down and just relax and not have to go anywhere. Mom and I were laying on the floor and enjoying a sunshine nap together. I like tummy time pretty well nowadays. Mom says I’m like a turtle when I’m on my tummy yet, though, because I’m still learning to roll and although I can do it, I sometimes get stuck. So I’ll lay there and rock back and forth kind of like a turtle on it’s back (but I’m on my tummy). We are writing an early post today, so I’m not sure about what else to say except that I’m happy. Right now we are watching a silly squirrel outside the patio window that found himself a big corn cob from the field and it’s pretty heavy for him to move. He’s dragging it thru the snow. Ha, ha. talk tomorrow. Enjoy your own Sunday Bum-day! -Heath
I had a doctors appointment to get blood drawn this morning to check my Tachrolimus levels that were low at my last appointment. We found out that they were low still and had to increase my medicine. It’s a little scary since that is the most important immuno-suppressant medicine that I’m on and its kind of protecting my heart. So, for it to be low means my body has kind of like free-reign to attack my heart. Well, i’m on other immo-suppressant medicines too, but the Tach is the important one. The Tx team said not to worry though and that we will get my levels back to normal here soon. Going to get in next week for another lab draw to re-check. So, Mom was all stressed out and emotional. Dad and I, on the other hand, were crazy wild men today! Excuse my messy hair. I can’t be bothered to comb it when I’m feeling feisty.
Dad taught me how to clap last week. This week, he has been teaching me his Giggle Jiggle face. When Dad wants to cheer me up, he shakes his head from side to side and lets his lips loose so they jiggle and make funny sounds. It makes me laugh so hard! Yes, I actually laugh now, too! Mom thinks it’s the best sound ever. I was laughing at him so hard last night that they thought I might snort! Dad would do his funny head shaking and then I would copy him and shake my head while Mom and Dad made the funny sound for me. Then, Dad would do it again, then I would do it again. Then, Dad, then me. It was so much fun and my tummy hurt from laughing so much. Now, I shake my head first and he copies me. It’s pretty fun! I can’t wait to play again tomorrow and see if I can make everyone laugh again. -Heath
We sent this picture to family and friends today and everyone has said I have grown up so much! What do you think?
We were all talking today about how good I look right now and how I seem more like a normal baby for the most part. I have my medical concerns, yes, but other than that, I am just a normal little boy. I sleep, eat, play…poop. All the normal things I should do at my age. My age…that’s something Dad, especially, has come to his own terms with. He says that since the first five plus months of my life, I was on medicines that literally paralyzed me so I couldn’t move much. Then, I had a huge heart Tx surgery followed by a second open chest surgery for ECMO and then add on that recovery…I missed the first about eight months of my life. So Dad’s sense is that my life started like two months post Tx and that makes me “fiscally” much younger than almost a year old. It kind of makes sense, but I’m really starting to catch up. The core strength and muscle strength things are the hardest I think? I’m getting so much stronger and smarter ever day. When I was hospitalized they always worried about brain damage, remember?, because of all the CPR and stuff I’ve been thru in my life, but my family and friends all think that I am good. I don’t think there’s any mental delays or anything. I’m really very intelligent! I pick up on new things so fast and remember them, too.
Anyhow, we were thinking about me growing up and stuff, like I said, but Mom pointed out the stuff that no one sees that makes how I’m growing up so much different. It’s so easy to forget that I went thru everything; which, believe me, we want so much to forget it all! At least I won’t remember, because I’m little. Some of the things that Mom was talking about are things like my schedules. My schedules are crazy. It’s really pretty unfair to be blunt, but i’ll always have a half dozen strict schedules. Feeding is one of them. I eat like a normal kid my age now. I eat with a spoon and am learning sippy cups. I also get nutrition thru my G tube Button, though. That schedule means that Mom has to get me propped up in my high chair with the tray off, undo my shirt so she can reach my belly, hook up a tube to my G port, hand push big 60cc syringes of blended foods into my tummy, unhook the tube when she’s done flushing it with water, re-dress me, clean the syringes and tube, keep me sitting up for a half hour because the volume of food is quite a bit and then wait three hours and do it all over again. This stuff is necessary so I’m getting the hydration and nutrition I need while I’m learning to drink, especially, and eat. Our goal is to get rid of this whole ordeal this year. It’s a big giant goal. As you can imagine, sticking to a feeding schdule and having to do all of that in a strange place (ie. hospitals, out to eat, family gatherings…) can be a real chore. Mom always keeps me fed though. We try hard not to complain. My next schedule is my medicines schedule. Right now, we are down to ever twelve hours, which is so very nice, since we’ve done medicines up to eight times in a day before. The only thing is that to give my medicines right now and ensure they are given perfectly, Mom is the only one giving them to me. She has to do the whole g port set up to give me medicines, just like for feeding, and I have to get the exact right amounts of medicines. We also have to be sure that each time we pick up my medicines from the pharmacy that they used the exact same recipe to make them as the last time. We know the pharmacists by their first names. My medicines are so important because they are literally keeping me alive. Without them, my body will kill my donated heart. But, then again, my medicines are also bad in the fact that they are preventing my body from protecting itself. Mom says something along the lines of it’s a double edged sward. Anyhow… Then, the last of my schedules is appointments. Something that people with normal kids take for granted is not being pretty much forced to go to a hundred appointments a month. I have to get up at 4am or 5am for most of them, be in the car for 2.5hrs and then at the hospital all day most times, running back and forth from appointment to appointment, then drive home 2.5hrs. I usually nap on hospital check up beds during those days, between appointment times or in my stroller. I’m always wiped out when we finally get home. We don’t get much choice in what times we get to schedule appointments for because the hospital has tons of kids just like me and the scheduling is tight. So, you end up taking what you can get. It makes for lots of traveling. We always try to coordinate multiple appointments for one day, though. I go to so many doctors. I have my Tx team appointments for general check ups and then, labs for blood draws, echo-cardiograms, physical therapy, speech therapy, occupational therapy, gastroenterology, urology, x-rays, hearing, vision, developmental, etc… Mom has a big calendar on our fridge and a purse agenda that she carries with us so we don’t miss anything. It’s a lot of stress, but if I’m feeling good, then all the schedules are worth the effort. That is for sure.
I’m kind of rambling on now, aren’t I? I talk a lot now days. Babbling fool, Mom and Dad say. Well, that’s enough for today. Talk tomorrow. -Heath
PS. Do you love my farm boy outfit!? Mom was all giddy when she dressed me today. It’s the best! I love my hat from Grandpa. Can’t wait to get to sit on the tractor this summer.
Today I was in my walker thingy, that I don’t try to walk with, and I decided to try something new. I pushed. I pushed my feet down into the carpet, lifted my booty out of the chair and plopped back down. Mom was so excited and clapped. It got me excited too, so I did it again! Push down, lift up! I can lift my whole booty up and out of the chair! What?! This was so crazy!
Today, too, I sat up ALL BY MYSELF! for what is pretty much the first time ever! It made Mommy all teary eyed. I was sitting on the floor watching the doggies outside, watching cartoons and playing together with Mom. I was leaning back against her leg, then I decided to give it a try alone. So, I leaned forward, away from her leg, and sat there without any help, for over a whole minute! Mom thought it was about 90 seconds total, but even though it wasn’t long, it was the best thing ever! We were so happy. I clapped, she said I did good, and then I took myself a nap…ha, ha. No joke. -Heath
Just me modeling for Mom in my cute outfit…you’re welcome ladies. -Heath
I had a long day. The hospital is a big car trip, a long day of running back and forth from appointment to appointment and then another long trip in the car home. So, I’m pretty pooped out. I did have a very interesting day though; a good one for the most part.
First appointment of the day was for Labs. I got six big tubes of blood drawn to check my “levels” (the doctors from my transplant team check my medicines and things…). Then, I went to the G.I. surgery department in the clinics building for my G tube switch. Mom and Dad (dad came today) met with the ladies preforming the switch for a while, first. Mom was really concerned and drilled them until she felt ok. She’s funny like that; a worry wart. I did good though. The lady pulled my old tube out, no sedation or nothing!, measured the “hole” in my tummy for a new button and then “installed” the new G tube Button port. Here is what that looks like. Remember my old long tube that hung from my tummy? Well, this replaced that.
You remember how big of a deal it is for me to be able to handle getting fed and medicines in to my tummy? Well, that fact has made today so exciting for me and my family! Hopefully this is a big turning point for me. And, hey, I can wear any clothes I want now! No more searching for button up clothes, Mom! Yay! So, yes, it hurt a little to change it and I’ll be a little sore this rest of the week, but I’m so glad we made the change. Our first feeds and medicines tonight went really easy now, too, with this new set up. It’s great!
We had to go to Herma Heart Institute and see my transplant team and have an echocardiogram done, too, after we were done at GI. That appointment went good. I was pretty low with my Tachrolimus levels (one of my anti-rejection medicines). It was a little bit scary to hear for Mom. She is really worried about rejection still. So, we increased that medicine and are rechecking my levels again on Saturday. I had a good nap during my appointment with them, so I don’t remember the rest. Anyhow, good night. It’s time for a bedtime story. -Heath
I enjoyed getting to just hang out in my comfy pants and snuggled up in my blankie most of the day. Not too much exciting today. I just did my normal routine and all of the things. I’m quite the crazy wild little boy, my Mom says and I do “boy stuff” all day. That’s what she calls it…”boy stuff”. I kick my toys, bang them against each other, pull on and try to destroy things…boy stuff. I like to smear my food in my hair, Mom’s hair and sometimes Dad’s beard when I eat. I like to be messy. I don’t know? I’m just enjoying growing up and getting to experience everything new that’s come up. Do you like chocolate ice cream? Today, Dad let me have a lick of his ice cream cone and it was yummy. Mom said that’s not for babies, but Dad snuck me some more anyways. I think I will enjoy ice cream when I’m older. Maybe I won’t smear that in my hair though; wouldn’t want to waste it. Hmm…what else? I went outside for a while today. It was pretty nice out. Mom and Dad’s wedding anniversary was today, so we had to celebrate and go to town for dinner. We went to a place they like that has a huge fishy tank! I got to sit right next to it the whole time and watch the fishes swim. Mom and Dad also took turns helping me look even closer. It was neat. Mom says absolutely no fish tanks at home though…bummer. Anyhow, I’m getting read to go read a bedtime story with Mom. Talk tomorrow. -Heath
Today was one of my best days as far as progress goes. I practiced sitting on the floor with Mom several times today and did a really good job. I even sat up by myself for almost a whole minute. Mom was right there to catch me if i leaned to the sides, but she didn’t help. It was a BIG accomplishment for me! Definitely getting better. Stronger every day! I have my first Physical therapy session at my new PT provider on Friday this week and can’t wait to learn how to get even stronger. I have so much planned for when I can sit. I’m going to play with all of my toys in a big circle and then push them all over the living room and watch Mom pick them up…then, do it again and smile. It’s going to be wonderful. He, he, he!
Also, today, I ate so good! The best day I have ever had eating food by mouth in my whole life. Seriously! I ate a lot! Mom and Dad came to the conclusion that, because I would get a little overwhelmed by saliva in the past, I would gag and get uncomfortable and not want to eat. Now, though (since I’m teething and a drool machine), I am really used to having so much to spit to swallow that it doesn’t bother me anymore and i don’t gag when I eat. It’s really great! There is nothing like being able to eat and swallow with confidence. I am getting there! Oh, and my baby food carrots were red today? Like the blended carrots Mom fed me were red? They tasted great, but they were definitely “rich” carrots.
I learned something kind of new today, too. Well, i have been clapping my hands for a long time now, but today I learned when the right time to clap is. So, i clap when Mom and Dad clap. Or when I’m happy and excited, I clap. Dad has been trying to teach me for a while and it clicked today. It’s fun to learn! Anyhow, Mom and I just read a bed time story called “Good Night Construction Site” (well…I made her read it twice) and now I’m oh so sleepy. Good Night. -Heath
I had a good day. I ate good, played hard and napped. This evening, though, my cousins came over for a visit! I didn’t take many pictures today and I don’t feel much like writing tonight, but I will say that it was a blast! My cousin, T, he was playing with my toys and showing me stuff and I just laughed so hard. I was all smiles as he trotted around my living room. I can’t wait until I’m bigger and walking like him so I can play like that. It was a great time. -Heath