God bless you and your precious little boy.
My grandson came home from the swimming pool a couple of hours ago, and helped me shuck sweet corn, one of his favorite foods.
He is now nine years old and a happy, reasonably healthy boy. His grandmother and I are among the luckiest people alive, because he lives with us, as he always has, with his mother and father, our daughter. He was not expected to live. He had several open heart surgeries before he was two and a half years old.
This boy has been God's best gift to us.
I can't imagine not having him.