Happy Earth Day! I have to start off by saying that I feel a little guilty on earth day this year. Several times throughout the transplant process I've thought about how un-eco friendly the whole process is. We have to keep our house really clean for Olivia and in addition the the gallons of bad-for-the-environment chemicals that I use each month we also have to use papertowls in the kitchen and in the bathrooms to dry hands (regular towels can harbor bacteria and mold, Olivia gets a fresh one every single day), we also threw away bags of trash every day when we were in the apartment--syringes, medical supplies, everything was wrapped individually in plastic, plastic gloves, etc. We can't use sponges (hello bacteria) so we go through lysol wipes like it's toilet paper. We threw away tons of food, Olivia would have half a bite and decide she didn't want it. Just one more thing to feel guilty about I guess.
Today began with physical therapy for Olivia. I wish I could get some better pictures but I'm generally very involved during Olivia's PT sessions. Olivia can now go up the stairs all by herself and if she's holding onto the rail with one hand and someone elses hand with the other she can go up alternating feet. Olivia can also go down the stairs all by herself now. Here Olivia is with her physical therapist, Miss Becky. I love Miss Becky because she's so willing to learn more about how to help Olivia, I really feel that she is a partner on this journey. Olivia loves Miss Becky because she has a fantastic voice and Olivia really loves songs lately. Peter loves Miss Becky because she doesn't completely ignore him and she always makes it a point to say hi to Peter.

After PT we headed out to plant our plants from Wednesday. I brought the camera and had planned on taking pictures. Olivia can't play with the dirt but she was happily swinging away on the swing. I thought Peter would love it, and he did but he also got a little messy. The boy was eating dirt, throwing dirt, picking up hand fulls of dirt and putting them down his onesie, trying to bury his foot in dirt. Peter then decided to pick almost all the petals off the flowers, he made them into a little pile and then brought the riped little shreds of flower over to me. I'll just pretend that he was bringing me his first bouquet. The whole thing was adorable and fun but very messy so I don't have any "during" pictures to share but here's some of the after.....
