A year later, the scar is probably about as good as it's going to get. I take comfort in the fact that someday it'll be covered with leg hair. I tried to get a good picture of it, but it wasn't easy. This was probably the best I got.
Ironically, over the past year another scar has replaced it on the top of the list of body concerns, the one on Jacob's face that he got on his trip to Delaware Labor Day weekend. That one is slowly but surely getting better, but I'm not sure it'll ever totally go away. It's all a part of him now, right? I'm still hoping his little boy skin will heal better, but we'll see. There will be many more where they came from, too, I'm sure.
While I was trying to take a picture of his leg, I took this one of his feet. I never took a super cute one when he was tiny, so I figured I'd get one now before I totally lost my chance...
|That's my moose, Loosey Moosey in between the feet. Those feet are gigantic compared to what they once were. Still cute, though.|
But he's our oddball, and we wouldn't have it any other way.