Her name is a word for a safe place...I chased her for the last few days to get one good photo. She is fast and fearless and three years old! She loves tea parties on my old front porch and eating! Hiding from her Granny is her newest form of entertainment. Not as much fun for me! Within hours of her birth she had surgery to connect her esophagus to her stomach...within days she pulled out her own feeding tube and took a bottle. She cried silently because of damage to her vocal chords. We did not know if she could ever eat solid foods or talk. She has been eating solid foods for almost a year now (swallow therapy and true grit) and talking nonstop with perfect diction for two years. She is one of my heroes... 
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