Big and tall

It's been a while since I've posted much of anything about Krassimir. Today as I carried him out into the living room to be where the rest of us where going to be (we still give him mostly free run of the floor when he's home. We'd like to move toward giving him more time in his wheelchair to encourage his mobility in it as well as giving him more time to practice sitting up "big and tall" but there's something about the freedom of the floor that still seems right for a little man who spent so many years cooped up...) I set him down sitting on Grandma's bottom stair on a new cushion we just got for him.

In a rare moment, Owen sat down in a friendly manner next to him, and it gave me a thrill to see my two eleven year old boys sitting up, straight and tall, next to each other!

From the waist up, Krassi's size is not *all* that different from Owen's. (Please recognize, though, that Owen's a good eight months younger than Krassi, and also is in the 15th percentile himself for height and weight!)

I love how this one looks like two big boys just hanging out.

Krassi is certain that the new blue cushion is a toy, and was trying desperately to pick it up...but he was having a really hard time getting it because *somebody* was sitting on it...and he couldn't apparently figure out who it was or what to do about it.