Ian had a rather uneventful day. No therapy sessions. We went out for a little bit tonight and then he spent some time sitting up. He's getting much stronger and better at sitting on his own.
To echo what Steve wrote a few posts ago, our hope should not be in any progress that Ian makes. We shouldn't have more faith on Ian's "good days" than we do on the bad. We have no idea if he will ever progress further than where he is now. All we have is the Lord.
"the Lord is my chosen portion and my cup"