With a little help from physical therapy and mostly just time, Quinn is enjoying some newfound freedom as he rolls around the floor to get to things. He got himself caught under his swing. The good-natured boy he is, he didn't cry in frustration, but just sat there until Daddy came to rescue him (after taking the photo of course). He had yet another ear infection (this one scared me a little with his fever exceeding 103), but has remained sweet and happy. If it weren't for the fever and not eat, you wouldn't know he was sick. Thanks to antibiotics, he's back to kicking his feet like a boat motor (a.k.a. normal for Quinn).
Another milestone the physical therapist wanted (believe it or not) is trying to get him to bounce when standing. Apparently this is a skill we all mastered. Gratefully, Shaunie lent us her jumping apparatus and Quinn has been enjoying it. I can't say he's bouncing yet, but he does like to kick his feet in the upright position and has begun turning a bit in it, which is good.
With his progress (and the expense), we decided to bag more physical therapy. We asked the doctor if his lagging physical development would affect his mental development and she said "no," so we felt good about working through the exercises they gave us on our own. In the grand scheme of things if he doesn't start crawling or walking for the next few months, I don't think his college professors will notice.
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