tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50743341398220796632024-03-12T18:03:14.810-04:00Steps for BradyThe Story of Our Family and NeuroblastomaMeganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.comBlogger647125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-13731003077453665112023-06-26T16:48:00.001-04:002023-06-26T16:48:20.570-04:00Steps for Brady 2023It's been years since I have updated here.<div>It's been so long that blogs aren't really too big of a thing anymore. Brady is 16 and his cancer diagnosis was over 14 years ago.</div><div><br /></div><div>Back when I first hit publish on my very first blog post, I decided to call this blog Steps for Brady. At the time Brady had been diagnosed with cerebral palsy. He had progressively lost motor function and a developmental pediatrician told us that he would never walk unassisted. Our dream was that he would, so Steps for Brady became our mission and this site's title.</div><div><br /></div><div>Fast forward a few weeks when we learned that the first diagnosis was ever-so-wrong. Brady was diagnosed with Stage III Neuroblstoma and the tumor was throughout his right chest wall, extending into and almost fully encapsulating his spinal cord. No one knew the extent of the spinal cord damage, or what kind of a motor recovery he would have if he survived. While our enemy changed from cerebral palsy to cancer, our mission stayed the same...Steps for Brady.</div><div><br /></div><div>Brady would endure cancer treatment and two highly invasive surgeries in just 4 months. In the end he would be declared as haivng "stable disease" and we would begin the long journey or survivorship. Just weeks after his second surgery, Steps for Brady became a reality. Brady took his first steps. Miraculous in every way.</div><div><br /></div><div>Years have passed. Brady surpassed all expectations in his recovery. His baby Steps turned into the running strides of a t-ball player. He became an All-Star baseball player in his elementary years and basketball became his favorite sport. No one could have ever guessed that the quiet, but strong competitor had ever been told twice that he may never walk. All the while we monitored a tumor fragment in his spine through MRIs.</div><div><br /></div><div>As Brady grew into a teenager, a new battle emerged. His spine began to show evidence that it was curving as he grew. We had known that this was a very strong possibility since January 21, 2009. On the day he was diagnosed he endured an emergency spinal laminectomy at 6 levels of his spine. The lamina at those levels was removed in order to allow the surgeon access to the spinal cord to debulk the tumor. What was needed to save his life created a spinal cord that would be like a tree without bark, allowing it to bend as Brady hit puberty and grew.</div><div><br /></div><div>And bend it did. We followed the curve for several years. We visited doctors who told us a fusion would be inevitable. We researched less invasive options, after all our mission has always been Steps for Brady and spinal fusion carries significant risk. Our research took us to</div><div>Boston where we committed several years to specialized bracing and an exercise protocol for Brady. He wore a customized hard brace for 20+ hours a day. He endured the process of getting fit for a brace 3 times over those years, all the while continuing to play baseball and basketball and living a full life. The brace worked really well...until all of a sudden it didn't. </div><div><br /></div><div>Last May a scan revealed that the curve was progressing quickly and severely. The only option left was surgery. We spent the summer researching and having virtual appointments with the best surgeons who offer surgical alternatives to traditional fusion. All of them said Brady was not a candidate. His curve is too high, too severe and his case too complex. We had an appointment with one of the best local surgeons in our area. This was devastating experience and his opinion was that Brady needed something much more radical than a traditional fusion. His told us that there was a 30% chance that Brady would be paralyzed after this surgery to correct "the deformity." He said this as he gestured toward my son.</div><div><br /></div><div>But...Steps for Brady. I had not for one minute forgotten about our journey. I had not for one second forgotten that God had seen us through the dark days of cancer and had given us 13+ years of blessing. We have been able to sit on the sidelines and cheer on those steps, those slides, those pitches, those hits. Those have all been good and perfect gifts given to us and meant to glorify God who had seen fit to use Brady's story to inspire hope.</div><div><br /></div><div>We remembered that years ago we had seen a surgeon in the years immediately after cancer. He was wonderful but had long since moved out of the area. We reached out to him for a virtual appointment. He had left Strong for Shriners, and then went to UNC at Chapel Hill. We had a phone appointment with him and then this spring made a quick 24 trip down to see him. He first and foremost acknowledged Brady and asked HIM if his curve bothered him. Brady said no and reported that he does not experience any pain. He explained that because the curve does not cosmetically bother Brady, the goal of the surgery will be to get some correction, but mostly to stop the progression of the curve. Without this surgery, the spine will keep curving and cause damage to motor function, organs, etc. </div><div><br /></div><div>The date was set for June 27th. We are currently on the road to North Carolina. Surgery begins tomorrow at 7:30. Brady will have a spinal fusion T1-T11. The risks are many, but we are in good hands. We have shared those specific risks with a circle of friends and family who are praying over them. As parents we are feeling such agony knowing that Brady will endure suffering as this is not an easy surgery. At times we question our past choices, wonder if we did the right things at the right time. We trust God for a favorable outcome for Brady, but also know that sometimes prayers are not answered on our terms.</div><div><br /></div><div>We humbly ask that you join us in prayer. We are asking that God will keep making a way for Steps for Brady. It has been so good to write down and share these reflections of Brady's life as we prepare for the next battle. God has been so good to us. We pray Brady's story will continue to glorify Him.</div><div><br /></div><div>With hope,</div><div>Meg</div><div><img src="http://i908.photobucket.com/albums/ac283/stepsforbrady/sig.jpg" /></div>Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-11954507092346223292015-08-03T23:22:00.001-04:002015-08-05T09:40:08.744-04:00Our Summer Hiccup<br />
I have been dragging my feet about writing this post. The reason being that I sometimes just don't want to be bothered with this cancer issue anymore. Life is good and cancer isn't, so I want to shut the door on that issue. <br />
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Silly and childish, isn't it? <br />
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But then I remember that this blog is more than a place for people to read about our life with Neuroblastoma. It has been a valuable resource for Matt and I over the years. It might be hard for some to believe, but it is quite possible to forget the details of very important events in your life. We can't tell you how many times we have had to do blog searches of our very own blog just to recall when Brady had his last scan or what the results were of a scan years ago. <br />
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So, understanding that this blog is a documentary of Brady's journey, here I am to tell the story of what happened this summer of 2015. <br />
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<em>(Brady, it hit me the other day that in a few years you will be reading this blog for yourself. Your freckled face will stare at a computer screen somewhere and you will scroll through my words and start to understand what impact this cancer thing had on your early years. You will sit quietly and start to understand exactly why you have those scars covering your back and side. You will connect the dots as to why we cry sometimes when we see you run, why you need to lay motionless inside of an MRI machine each year, and hopefully be amazed at the mighty work God has done in your life. I hope sweet boy that as you read, that our love for you will be evident in every word. You may wonder why we did certain things, why we didn't do others, but I pray that more than anything you will know that we always, always sought to do what was best for you. Please know that dad and I trusted God and his plan for your life. It wasn't always easy, but we did that because we loved you but knew He loves you more.)</em><br />
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Brady's yearly scan was July 10th. As you might remember, last year we went to Memorial Sloan Kettering in NYC for Brady's 5 year, post-treatment scan. We went with the hope that maybe, since Brady had hit the important 5-year milestone, that they would tell us he could be done with follow up scans and appointments. Unfortunately, despite his stable scan, we were told that we needed to continue to monitor the tumor fragment that remains in his spine. Our next scan was scheduled for this summer and we made the decision to scan locally at Strong.<br />
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Once again Brady attempted to do the MRI of his thoracic spine without anesthesia. He would need an IV so that contrast would be administered. He handled the IV really well this year (there was no throwing up or passing out:) The MRI department had a goggle and headphone system that allowed Brady to watch a movie. He had some hard moments during the scan, but he did it. In total we were in the MRI room for over two hours. <br />
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We had planned on going to the drive in that night (it was Friday) with friends and family. I figured there was no better place to wait for the doctor's call and then to celebrate good news.<br />
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But the call never came. <br />
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I smiled. I laughed. I ate too much popcorn and we even stayed until 1am and watched both movies. But our usual call from our fantastic and dependable oncologist never came. A small nervous pit began in my stomach. I knew the same was going on inside of Matt, but we just didn't talk about it. <br />
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We slept in Saturday morning since we hadn't gone to bed until 2am. When I checked my phone in the morning I had missed a call from Dr. Korones. He left a message saying that he was sorry he didn't reach us, but that he would call back. That was it. <br />
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Before moving on I should say that Dr. Korones always, always starts his conversations with us by sort of blurting out that important information first so that you don't have to wait for it as you listen to conversational pleasantries. He usually starts off by saying something like, "Hi Mrs. Williams everything looks great!" He didn't do that on the message. The pit in my stomach grew.<br />
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I immediately emailed him (he has allowed us access to his personal email account at the hospital) and apologized for missing his call. I told him that we would be waiting by the phone. A short time later the phone rang. <br />
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Hi Mrs. Williams. It's Dr. Korones... <br />
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and then a pause that I have never heard before.<br />
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I am just so sorry to tell you this, but the scan shows that the tumor has changed. It has grown. <br />
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I didn't want to believe it myself, but I can see what they are saying. It has grown. <br />
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The concern in his voice was alarming. He went on to tell me that it was a small growth, millimeters in fact. But the fact that it has grown means that it is not dead. <br />
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He told me that he had never seen something like this and he never would have expected it. He said that the next step would be to seek the opinion of Dr. Laquaglia and the team at MSKCC. (Dr. Laquaglia is the surgeon who performed Brady's second surgery. He is often regarded as the top NB surgeon in the country.)<br />
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For most of the conversation I held my hand over my mouth to prevent all-the-bad-words-in-the-world from coming out. When we ended our phone conversation I just stared at Matt who had been listening the whole time, and I wondered if my eyes looked as worried as his did. <br />
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We knew this wasn't a life and death situation and Dr. Korones reminded us of that too. We knew that if need be, Dr. L had promised us that he and his team could get this fragment out if it ever caused Brady a problem. But it's just the whirlwind of a moment like this, moments when your kids are running around playing Nerf guns one minute and the next moment you are told your son's tumor is growing in his spine, that take your breath away.<br />
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We knew what seeking out the opinion of the team at MSKCC meant. It would mean waiting. When something similar happened in 2012, we waited a few weeks for the team to review Brady's case. They have an expert panel that meets weekly called the Tumor Board. Brady's scans needed to be sent to NYC via snail mail and then he needed to get put on the tumor board schedule.<br />
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I was a total mess for the first few hours after the doctor's call. I can best describe it as sort of angry grief. I just did not want to be dealing with this again. I did not want to Brady to have to go through another surgery. I did not want to have to tell Brady what was happening inside his body. I didn't want to watch him come to terms with the fact that there was cancer in his body. I didn't want to go to NYC. I didn't want to do any of it. <br />
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For the next few days I battled with an old familiar enemy. Fear. I am pretty sure it is impossible to not be afraid when you have a child with cancer. When your child's treatment ends, it would seem natural to think that the fear goes away. It never goes away, but I can tell you that after 6 years I had arrived at a place where I was quite certain that our battle with Neuroblastoma was over. Sure, Brady has late effects from his treatment. But we understand what those are, we understand the risks for later in life, and we felt confident that Brady was at low risk for those complications. <br />
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Then one phone call can rip away your hard-earned peace like a gust of wind. After 6 years of scans and good reports I had arrived a few years ago at a good place. My focus was on helping Brady understand what it means to be a survivor and to manage the side effects of his treatment as they came up. Now we were instantly thrust back into warrior mode. I hated it. <br />
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Despite how my emotions were failing me, my heart was steadfast on God's promises. <br />
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It was no coincidence that at the time all of this was going on I was participating in a Bible study (<a href="http://www.lifeway.com/n/Product-Family/Seamless">Seamless</a> by Angie Smith, can't say enough good things about it) with some other women in my home each week. At this particular time we were studying about some of the founding fathers of the Christian faith, like Moses. We read in <a href="https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=exodus+2&version=ESV">Exodus 2</a> that Moses' mother had to do the unthinkable. She gave birth to a son during the time when the Israelites were in bondage to Egypt and Pharaoh had ordered that all sons born to Hebrew women would be killed. Moses' mother knew that she had to trust someone bigger than herself to protect her son. She had to let go of the control that we as mothers like to have over the destiny of our children. In her case this meant putting her infant son into a basket-like raft and setting him afloat in the river. Think of the risk involved with this plan. What we talked about in our study was that we as believers fight the urge to be basket-grabbers. Our tendency is to jump in that water, grab ahold of that basket, and steer and direct it in the way we think it should go. We could learn a lot from Moses' mom. God calls us to be like her. To trust, to do our part, but to let go of the basket and allow God to guide us amidst the current of the river. <br />
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This example of Moses' mother was a huge encouragement to me throughout this period of waiting. I have trusted God all along and I would continue to. This doesn't mean that I wouldn't be afraid. God knows that I will be afraid and that doesn't surprise him or intimidate him one bit. Thank goodness my anchor holds in the One who is secure above all else. I am so weak and so prone to fear...it is only in Him that I am strong. <br />
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We would wait 10 days. In that 10 days we wondered if we would be planning a trip to NYC in the near future to consult with the doctors. We wondered if Brady would be starting 3rd grade on Sept 8th or if he would be recovering from a surgery. During this time we also emailed back and forth with our local oncologist a few times. We all came to the conclusion that if possible, we wanted this tumor out of Brady once and for all. Dr. Korones assured us that we were doing the right thing by seeking out the opinion of the best person to address this tenuous situation by consulting Dr. L. I have said this before, but it is worth saying again, it is so reassuring to know that Brady's oncologist is such a highly respected and accomplished oncologist. But it is even more reassuring to know that he is humble enough to refer us to someone who knows more than he does about Brady's type of cancer. We respect and trust him so much because of that.<br />
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I checked in with Dr. L's office every few days. I just love to annoy doctors while I am waiting. But if you are a long time reader of this blog you know that there have been countless times when my "sweet" persistence has come in handy. My advice for the day is "Always stay on top of doctor's offices." <br />
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During one of my phone calls I was able to figure out that Brady had been discussed at the July 21st tumor board meeting. Later on, I ended up speaking with a Nurse Practitioner who had been at the meeting. Minutes later Matt received a call from Dr. Laquaglia himself. Both of them told us similar news, news that shocked us both. <br />
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The tumor board reviewed Brady's scans and compared his 2015 scan to his 2014 scan and to the 2013 scan. In their opinion there had not been any significant change. In other words, they disagreed with the radiologist who had read the scan at Strong just 11 days prior. <br />
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Dr. Laquaglia was confident that he and his team could remove this tumor if they needed to. We were surprised to hear that it would not be an easy surgery. It would involved another thoracotomy (Brady had a right <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thoracotomy">thoracotomy</a> in 2009.) They would then possible have to do another <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laminectomy">laminectomy</a> in order to access it (Brady had a 5 level laminectomy in 2009 T2-T7.) <br />
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But the tumor board felt that the best course of action was to do nothing. Dr. L said that he was also confident that Brady, like several other patients they are following with similar tumors, would live the rest of his life with this thing and be okay. His recommendation was to rescan Brady in 6 months, rather than wait a year. <br />
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Wow. Matt and I were both relieved at this news. For me though, I had a whole mixed bag of emotions going on. I was so very happy that the best experts in the world had reviewed my son's case and said that surgery was not needed at this time. But then there was this part of me that was in some way disappointed to know that it would have to continue to be a part of our lives. I really wanted it gone. But when we heard how aggressive the surgery would have to be to get it out, we both were relieved that Brady wouldn't have to go through that again. <br />
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Of course since the phone call we have done our best to sort through the reality that one hospital said it has grown and one says it hasn't. You may be like me and asking yourself, how is this even possible???<br />
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Brady's follow up appointment with Dr. Korones took place last week and my conversation with him shed some light on things. He pulled up Brady's most recent scan and then had a side by side image from 2014. We both agreed with the radiologist at Strong. When comparing the roundest part of the tumor, it most certainly appears to have gotten bigger. Dr. Korones said so too. But he also said that as advanced as MRI technology is, it isn't able to give you a consistently precise picture of the same exact spot. There are many variables that come into play when comparing one scan to the next. It is not an exact science. He said that a surgeon, like Dr. L, is able to look at a series of scans and sort of create a 3D image in his mind based on the scan data and based on his vast experience in the operating room. This made a lot of sense to me. He then told me that as difficult as this situation is, he wanted me to know that he wholeheartedly trusts the team at MSKCC's opinion of Brady's case over anyone at Strong. Again, a remarkably humble man. I think no less of him as a doctor and will continue to trust him implicitly with my son's care. He is the best not because he knows it all, but because he knows what he does not know. <br />
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To say this was a roller coaster of an experience is an understatement. One of the challenges of this experience as compared to the days of Brady's treatment, is that Brady is now 8 years old. While we used to be able to discuss anything and everything in front of our "baby" we now had to carefully guard our words and emotions in front of our kids. We made the decision to say nothing to Brady until we knew what the plan was. This was complicated by the fact that I had asked for prayer for him before his scan. Like our prayer warriors always do, many were checking in to see what the results were. I made the decision to post something on FB under another post I had written as to not draw too much attention to it. I wanted to give an update regarding what was happening, but did not want people saying anything to Brady or to us in front of him. <br />
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As we move forward, I ask that you help maintain this privacy for us in regard to Brady. We are not telling him about this bump in the road. It's not that we are keeping the truth from him, but rather we are allowing our child to enjoy life without unnecessarily carrying a burden that is hard to understand when you are 8. He is aware there is a fragment in his spine, he understands why he needs to have scans, but to include him in on these unsure moments is just not necessary at this time. Now that we know that nothing will be done, we are glad we made this choice. <br />
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Our plan is to scan Brady again in January at Strong. Dr. Korones said the scans will immediately be sent to NYC for review. We both laughed that maybe we won't even read the local report before we heard from the tumor board at MSCKK. <br />
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I know I have said this many times before, but this experience makes it worth repeating. When you are facing a health crisis, major or minor, seek out a 2nd opinion. Before you have surgery, seek out a 2nd opinion. When your child has a rare illness, get on the internet, find out who the best doctor in the country is for treating that illness, and call them! I could give you 10 examples of times our family has encountered an incorrect diagnosis. The consequences can be life threatening. You never regret being too careful when it comes to your health. <br />
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Thank you for standing by us in prayer and support. We are in the process of planning our 7th Annual Alex's Lemonade Stand which will take place Sept 5-7. Our trial this summer has made us more resolved than ever to help cure childhood cancer. It is an honor to do so on behalf of those battling pediatric cancer, those families who have lost their precious child, and for children like Brady who have survived but are dealing with the late effects of their treatment. <br />
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With hope,<br />
Megan<br />
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<img src="http://i908.photobucket.com/albums/ac283/stepsforbrady/sig.jpg" />Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-52614273499589060612015-06-12T22:12:00.002-04:002015-06-12T22:12:53.866-04:003 Reasons Why We Sell LemonadeThere's been a lot of attention this week.<br />
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Lemonade Days, benefiting <a href="http://www.alexslemonade.org/mypage/1122515">Alex's Lemonade Stand Foundation</a>, is this weekend. When we accepted the honor of being the New York State Hero Representative Family we agreed to have an event this weekend. Our lemonade stand event is tomorrow (Saturday June 13th) and we are excited!<br />
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In order to raise the most money possible, I have been a social media crazy person...posting, commenting, tweeting, repeat. Social media raises awareness and brings attention to the cause. We had a benefit at a local jewelry store yesterday. We had an incredible turnout with 10% of the proceeds benefiting ALSF. 133 bracelets were sold and we received a check for $455 from the <a href="http://vallejewelersbatavia.com/">jewelry store</a>. Amazing.<br />
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There was a <a href="http://www.wbta1490.com/LocalNews/tabid/115/articleType/ArticleView/articleId/6201/Lemonade-Days-Give-Hope-to-Oakfield-Boy-in-Remission.aspx">radio interview</a>, <a href="http://www.thedailynewsonline.com/news/article_6f19631a-108f-11e5-87bf-1b3db1387b17.html">a story in our local paper</a>, and tomorrow a story will run in the Buffalo News. Wow! We have been able to discuss the purpose of Alex's Lemonade Stand Foundation with many people through these opportunities. Incredible!<br />
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As much as I love people and love events, it feels uncomfortable to receive attention. I wish I could just stick an ALSF banner over my head and withhold my name from articles. But people gloss past the names of charities, but they remember stories. <br />
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I realized that with the stories running in the newspaper I had an opportunity to share my heart, in my own words, unfiltered on my very own blog with anyone who may happen to click on the link after reading our story in the papers. This is a blog that I updated regularly for several years after Brady's diagnosis. With time, the old saying rang true, "No news, is good news," and the frequency of my writing decreased. <br />
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But on the eve of our Lemonade Days event, I find myself sitting here thinking about why we keep doing this. Our impact is small in dollars, but in my heart and mind money is not the greatest currency. There is a lot more to our story.<br />
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<strong>#1: Our son is well and we are grateful. </strong><br />
You can read about Brady's journey with cancer but clicking on the links to the right. At one point in our lives, we had a son that was very, very sick. There were prayers said on his behalf, God intervened, and he was made well. That is the short story, but in the details of the story you will find a mom and a dad who look at life a whole lot differently than they did before. You will see two people who used to think that saving as much money as possible was the best philosophy in life and who now treasure the opportunity to give more (and also spend more than they used to on just plain fun!). <br />
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Brady's healing was a good and perfect gift. We will never stop thanking the Lord for it. One one of the ways we chose to do that is by supporting Alex's Lemonade Stand Foundation to help other families experience healing for their child with cancer. </div>
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<strong>#2 We cannot forget the other children.</strong></div>
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When you become a cancer parents, you are instantly thrust into a world of horror. That sounds dramatic and morbid. The suffering of children with cancer is one of the most horrific things you could imagine. Brady's treatment and suffering was very difficult, but what he endured was a pin prick compared to what thousands of children are dealing with at this very moment. I will never forget the faces I saw at the hospital, the screams, the looks of utter despair on parents' faces. Among the most devastating of memories I have is seeing the teenagers who were sick. Kids who knew what was happening in their bodies, who should have been playing basketball or going to prom, but were instead realizing that the end of their life was near. </div>
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I recently prayed for a boy named Jonah. His parents had to make an agonizing decision when he entered hospice care. They had to decide to do palliative radiation to his lung tumors so that it would be the brain tumors that took his life as doctor's said it would be a more peaceful way to pass. Can you even imagine.</div>
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My heart broke as I read about a sweet boy named Wes with Neuroblastoma. His parents posted asking for prayers as he had just relapsed. For the fourth time. </div>
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What if that were Brady? What if his story were too sad and people stopped reading and praying and caring. What if?</div>
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I feel as though we were changed by this experience. Once you look into this world, you cannot look away. The heartbreak you experienced becomes a deep sympathy for other parents going through the same thing. You have to be there for them, because someone was there for you. God is pretty clear on the topic of joining people in their suffering.</div>
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We support ALSF and families of children with cancer because we want to help bear the burden. We knew the burden of having a sick child and people wept when we wept and rejoiced when we rejoiced. We will do the same.<br />
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As a Christian, I wrestle with the reality that children not only die of cancer, but for many, their suffering is unspeakable. This issue has never caused me to doubt my faith, but it has sent me searching for a clear answer to the question, "If God is good, then why do children have to get cancer?"</div>
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I have studied my Bible, I have scoured the internet, and even recently I asked my pastor to give me his insight on the topic. </div>
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In my search for answers, God has given me HOPE and REASSURANCE.</div>
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I read something that described it this way (I am searching for this reference to link to it), "The reality is that even with Jesus' cross and resurrection, losing a child seems to make very little sense. But without Jesus' cross and resurrection, it makes no sense."</div>
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Two specific times during the trip I looked back at blog posts to recall aspects of Brady's treatment. It might be hard to believe, but we both completely blank out on important things like when and how often Brady has had scans in the past few years! So I need to continue to document these things not only to possibly help another family, but to keep an accurate timeline for us to refer to in years ahead.<br />
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Our trip began Monday afternoon with a drive to Elmira-Corning Regional Airport. There is a wonderful charity called <a href="http://www.corpangelnetwork.org/">Corporate Angel Network</a> that connects cancer patients with corporations willing to donate their empty seats on their corporate flights. Corning is one of the companies who participates with this great charity. The seats, upon availability, are open to cancer patients (child or adult) traveling for cancer treatment, consultation, or follow up. The Corning jet flies to New Jersey twice a day. We caught the 4pm flight down and we were the only ones on the jet. The pilot gave Brady an adorable aviator bear. <br />
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We hired a car to take us from Morristown, NJ to the city. It was a long, slow ride, but we made it! As we drove in we were able to see the Freedom Tower despite the fact that the top of it was obscured by clouds that evening.<br />
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During our 2009 trips to NYC and also for this trip, we stayed at the Ronald McDonald House. The <a href="http://www.rmh-newyork.org/page.aspx?pid=196">Ronald McDonald House NYC</a> provides extremely low-cost accommodations to families whose children are being treated at local hospitals. I wasn't sure if Brady's follow up appointments would make us eligible to stay there, but the social worker at the hospital insisted that we were welcome. I had many mixed emotions returning to the house. It is definitely a place where a spirit of hope is evident, but it is also a place filled with moms, dads, siblings, and children who are carrying the heaviest burdens imaginable. Throughout our 4 days there I had countless flashbacks to the lonely nights I spent there while Matt stayed with Brady overnight at the hospital and memories of many amazing kids we met there in 2009. I am very proud at how respectful Brady was of the other children he saw. There were some alarming sights for a 7 year old boy to see. Many of the children are bald from chemo, some are disfigured, and some have certain devices coming from their bodies that are downright frightening. I could see the worry in his eyes, I caught him staring a few times, but he saved his questions for times when we were alone. I reminded him many times this week that those precious children are created in the image of God, just like him. I reminded him that we could pray for them and that he was once a sick child like them. Keep praying for his sweet heart as he digests all of that information. <br />
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I was just sharing with a friend today about the difficult things you see when you are in that setting. I told her that I hesitate to talk about such details because it is upsetting, graphic, and can really get people down. She encouraged me that it is a message that people need to hear. The image we often see of pediatric cancer is cute, bald kids with a smile on their face. But baldness does not come close to capturing the experience of being a child with cancer. We saw a boy who literally have 4 metal rods sticking out of his head 6 inches each. It was horrific. That same boy had eyes that were hanging from their sockets. And do you know what he was doing? He and his mom were sitting together enjoying a piece of pizza for dinner. Next to us in the dining room was a little child in a rage as her parents tried to eat. This little one was screaming and kicking and yelling nonstop. Her parents sat and ate their pizza almost without flinching. Brady was uncomfortable and I could tell he was wondering why this child wasn't being disciplined. Later I was able to tell him that this little girl was most likely reacting to the steroids she had to take, or was dealing with the painful bone and muscle aches as a result of her treatment, or perhaps she was just plain exhausted. I apologize for sharing these realities with you, but my mind has not wandered far from that dining room since we left. <br />
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After checking in, we started walking to find dinner. We settled on <a href="http://www.bareburger.com/">Bareburger</a> which was only a block away. Matt and Brady gave it two thumbs down, I gave it one up and one down. The funniest part of our dinner was Brady's burger. It was this teeny tiny 2oz burger. It was totally ridiculous, but hey, it was organic!<br />
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We arrived at the hospital and went to the 11th floor, as directed, and were then sent to the 2nd floor who sent us to the 9th floor. Oh Sloan, how I forgot the mass chaos that sometimes is part of the crazy process! We finally ended up just going to the pediatric floor to get checked in and see exactly where we should be for the scan. It was at this point when I realized a few important communication breakdowns had taken place. The secretary told us our first stop would be the IV room. Upon entering the nurse told Brady it was time for his IV and blood draw. Whooa. Hold on. </div>
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He handled the process extremely well. He refused to look away and just stoically watched the whole thing. All went well until about 20 seconds after it was in. That's when his head hit the table and then he threw up, twice. Poor kid! He got some relief from a cold pack on his neck. After the IV we briefly met with a Nurse Practitioner who cleared Brady for anesthesia, if he needed it. </div>
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Brady and I made our way into the room. He was shivering like crazy as he was stripped down to his undies and a hospital gown. Like I mentioned before, at MSKCC kids who are trying without anesthesia can watch a movie on goggles and with headphones during their scan. Brady had brought Star Wars Episode 1 with him as he thought it was serious enough of a movie that he wouldn't laugh and move during the test. The biggest challenge for kids getting MRIs awake is that they have to lay still and also that the machine is very loud. If you have ever had an MRI before you know that the machine makes really loud beeps, clangs, and pounding sounds. I knew that Brady had the maturity to lay still and that the noises wouldn't be scary to him.</div>
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About 25 minutes into the scheduled hour scan, the tech came into the room. I didn't notice at first as they had given me earplugs (the noises are unbearably loud outside of the machine!). He gestured to me that things weren't going well. He sort of shouted into the tube to Brady that he needed to lay still. He left the room and about 5 minutes later was back. He repeated that same message to Brady and said to me that he kept moving. Another 30 minutes or so went by and he came back in. He pulled the table out of the machine and that is when I saw poor Brady. His face was bright red, almost purple. I could see a few tears coming out from the goggles. He looked sort of puffy and upset. He wasn't allowed to move at this point because he had to maintain the same position in order to finish. I asked him what was wrong and he said, "I'm hot. I want to be done." My heart just broke. I did not even consider that everything he had wrapped around his head would cause him to overheat. Due to his Horner's Syndrome he cannot sweat out of the left side of his face and upper body. He overheats very quickly and intensely. All that heat was trapped in his head with no where to go. The tech told Brady that he needed 10 more minutes and asked if he could do it. He said yes in a broken, quivering voice that made me want to pull him right off that table. </div>
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I don't even remember what time they called us to see Dr. L, but it was after a few hours. Once in the exam room we waited another hour and chatted with a sweet NP named Liz. Brady was about to climb the walls when Dr. L came in.<br />
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If you have read the blog for a long time, you will remember <a href="http://www.mskcc.org/cancer-care/doctor/michael-la-quaglia">Dr. L</a>. He is a Chief Pediatric Surgeon at MSKK who operates not just on kids with NB, but all sort of solid tumors in children and adolescents. That is what the website will tell you, but what other cancer families will tell you is that he operated on their child's tumor successfully when other surgeons told them it was impossible. They will tell you they came from all over the world for Dr. L to operate on their child because his track record is better than other cancer surgeons. We will tell you that he is a kind and humble man who never rushes in his meetings with you and will only point to the sky when you try and make a big deal about what he has done for your child. <br />
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On this day it was clear that Dr. L did not really remember Brady's case. We have seen him several times and have even sent things down for him to review in recent years, but he was coming in cold and clicking on things as we were talking. That part was disappointing to me as we spent a lot of time sort of recapping, but we understand completely that he is a busy guy! He was rapidly pulling up images of old scans and trying to compare them to the new images that were just available from that day's scans. He had no radiology report to read or confirm anything. He thought things looked the same. He thought that when you look at a scan from 2010 and compare it to now, it is possible that there is a 4mm change in the tumor. He thought that the spot looked grainy on the screen which could indicate that it is no longer a neuroblastoma, but is now a ganglioneuroma (a mature, slow moving dinosaur as he described it). He questioned why we were not seeing one of the oncologists and I explained that I had asked that of his secretary who told me I should see him. He then said that he would present Brady's case to the Tumor Board (a multi-disciplinary team of oncologists, nurses, surgeon, etc) to see what the recommendation would be. He stunned us a bit when he said, "I don't think they are going to want me to go in there and get it out, but we'll see." Yikes. Tumor Board review is scheduled for June 24th. <br />
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He said just cold-reading the scan, he would recommend that Brady be scanned every year from now until puberty. The biggest risk is that this spot could cause trouble as the spine grows and changes. It sits right along the spine and then sort of does a sharp turn toward the spinal canal. Obviously there are many nerves in that area that could be affected as Brady grows and if the tumor grows. That is the rationale behind following it until puberty. Once his growth stops, we can safely say we are out of the woods. <br />
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So this is not what I wanted to hear. I wanted to be done. I wanted nothing more than to go out and celebrate that night knowing that I never had to bring my kid for another cancer scan. I was even hoping that we might hear the words "no evidence of disease." But it isn't what happened. I trust what Isaiah 58:5 says, "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways." God's got a plan and I can find comfort in that. But I would be lying if I said I was not disappointed. I shared with a friend regarding my disappointment and told her that I do not let myself dwell on it for long. When I start to feel bad for myself or my child, I have to think no farther than one face of one sweet child that we saw at the hospital. Choose gratitude. Choose joy.<br />
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Here is a picture of Brady and Dr. Laquaglia from 2009 (just days after his 2nd surgery) and today.<br />
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We left the hospital and after a brief stop at the Ronald we decided to try a place recommended to us by a friend. We walked a few blocks to <a href="http://www.brotherjimmys.com/">Brother Jimmy's BBQ.</a> Brady LOVES ribs, and we had promised if he did a great job that day we would take him for some. He had ribs, a hot dog, French fries, and his first hush puppy. Yum!<br />
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On our way back to the RMDH we were stopped by a woman eating dinner outside another restaurant. She recognized us and I sort of recognized her from Facebook! Turns out it was Barbara Zobian, the founder and president of <a href="http://www.candlelightersnyc.org/about-us">Candlelighters NYC.</a> Her organization exists to encourage and support families of children with cancer, from diagnosis to remission. We were connected to Barbara on Facebook through our mutual friend and cancer dad <a href="http://www.elihorn.com/blog/">Aaron Horn.</a> (If you follow that link you can read about Aaron's amazing son Eli, a child who impacted my life in an enormous way). We had planned on meeting Barbara in person on Wednesday, so imagine our surprise when we ran into her on the street!</div>
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Turns out she only lives a few steps from the Ronald, and it also turns out that although small in stature, she is BIG on LOVE and ENERGY! In less than 5 minutes she introduced us to her friends and whisked us to her apartment. We enjoyed a great visit and she spoiled Brady like a kid in a candy store. First there was her adorable dog Uno who entertained us with tricks, then the snacks, and did I mention the floor to ceiling toy closet where she pulled things from nonstop! We left with bags full of treasures for Brady and his siblings. Barbara also insisted on making some more magic happen for us the next day. All she had to do was mention the Lego Store and Brady's eyes lit up. She made a few calls and told us be at the Lego Store at 3pm the next day for a surprise. This was going to be great.</div>
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Wednesday was to be our FUN day in between appointments. I am happy to report that the trials of the previous day did not linger in Brady's mind. He was ready to have fun in the big city! We decided to start our day the American Museum of Natural History. Brady was very impressed at my ability to "haul" a cab. I kept trying to correct him and tell him I needed to "hail" a cab, but it was so cute how he said it. We knew we had only a few hours so we decided to start with the dinosaur fossil exhibit. It was truly amazing.</div>
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After we left the museum we tried to find a very hungry Brady some lunch! We ended up at an Uno's (looking back, why did we eat at a chain restaurant?!) Actually, I remember why! This little boy turned down two great ethnic restaurants. And he got his way.</div>
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Finally it was time to grab a cab to our Lego Store adventure!</div>
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Barbara had given us directions to ask for Fanni or Maria when we arrived at the Lego Store. If you have never been to this location, the store is right on Rockefeller Plaza and overlooks the area where the big tree goes up at Christmas time. </div>
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When we met our two Lego Masters and they told Brady that they had a big adventure planned for him! They started by giving him two smaller sets to build. But instead of taking them with us to build later, they sat right down on the floor of the store and built them with him! It was such a neat experience to sit in that spot while all the other shoppers hurried around. Brady didn't need much help and Fanni and Marie were very sweet about him wanting to be independent!</div>
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See that big, ugly robot-looking sculpture? That is where the Rockefeller tree stands! </div>
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After Brady completed his smaller sets, Marie told him that his next job was to create his very own Brady-lego figure. He selected the head, body, legs, and accessories.</div>
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I thought when he was done, that he would get to take his Brady-figure home. But...instead, Marie told him that he got to be one of a very lucky few who gets to put his Brady-figure in the permanent Lego display of Rockefeller plaza. Brady got to pick exactly where he wanted his guy to go and then Maria put it there. The coolest part, it will be there forever!</div>
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As if this wasn't amazing enough...finally, they told Brady that he could choose some Lego sets to take home! He was so excited. It truly was better than being a kid in a candy store...a kid in a Lego store! Of course I called Eli and told him where I was. I gave him some choices of sets that they had that he would like and let him pick one we would buy for him. The awesome people at the Lego Store gave us a great discount on that set, which was so kind! We left the store and we both sort of looked at Brady and said, "Can you believe THAT just happened!" He was so excited and the trials of the previous day seemed pretty far from his mind. Mission accomplished, Barbara from Candlelighters NYC!</div>
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I texted Barbara to thank her and tell her what an amazing time we had. We were at FAO Scwartz when I texted back and forth with her. When she heard that she made another magic text and then told us to head to the 2nd floor so that Brady could get his face painted. When we got there, the artist was there waiting for Brady. </div>
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She offered to do any one of her elaborate total-face designs. Instead Brady wanted the Yankees symbol. She did talk him into a flaming baseball on the other side. </div>
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Here is a flashback to FAO Schwartz in April 2009 just before Brady's surgery.<br />
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After this fun adventure, we walked back to the Ronald. It was a longer walk than Brady or I were in the mood for, but Matt said it would be a quick 15 minutes. 45 minutes and one stop in Central Park for Brady to use the bathroom later, we were back at the Ronald. It actually was a beautiful walk. We were just tired! </div>
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The next hour of our trip was probably the most difficult part emotionally for all of us. We were so tired that we decided to take advantage of one of the free meals put on at the House. Macy's was sponsoring dinner that night, so we headed to the dining room for pizza. This is where we saw many of the kids and families I talked about earlier in this post. These are not sights Matt and I haven't seen before. But for Brady, it was very hard. I want him to know what kids with cancer go through. I want him to grow to be a compassionate man who uses his experience to empathize with others. Yet I also wanted to grab him and run out of that dining room so that he never had to see what cancer can do to a child. We ate our pizza somewhat quietly that night. I tried to make eye contact with some of the children so that I could give them a smile and try to remember them so that I could pray for them later while recalling the details of their faces. It felt wrong to be there, the guilt was heavy. But please understand that one thing I did see in that room was hope. I saw dozens of the bravest, yet most emotionally exhausted moms and dads who were in the midst of a battle most of us cannot imagine. In the faces of children there was suffering, but then there were reminders of the joy that still exists in the heart of children even as their body fights off a cancer they didn't deserve. There was a little boy a few tables away from us with the greatest giggle. Despite his bald head and face puffy from steroids, his repeated laugh reminded me that God still somehow allows the innocence of a child to protect them from a total understanding of their circumstance. As I sat there I thought of many of you, my friends and family at home, and how you were busy working on homework with your kids, or watching a t ball game. I sat and thought about how blessed we all are that this is not our reality. Thank you for letting me share these things. </div>
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We headed up to our room after dinner and we all ready to just relax before bed. But then Barbara texted! By this point she had caught on to the fact that Brady was a Yankee's fan. She told us to meet her in the lobby of her building right away because some Yankee's surprises were on their way. At this point Brady was convinced that Barbara was some sort of blonde Santa Claus. When we arrived at her apartment, one of Barbara's volunteers, named Amy, was there with a bag full of surprises from the Yankees! She gave Brady an awesome new Yankees backpack, umbrella, and wallet! </div>
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As if we hadn't done enough on this day, I decided I wanted some ice cream! We went to this great place right across the street from the House. It is called<a href="http://www.thesweetshopnyc.com/"> The Sweet Shop</a> and I really, really liked it. It is a teeny-tiny little Willy Wonka style candy and ice cream shop. Brady had a tiny little chocolate cone (really, it was the size of a golf ball!) and Matt and I had Toasted Marshmallow Gelato served in a Chinese take-out box. It was amazing.</div>
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We had a scheduled appointment at 10:00 with <a href="http://www.mskcc.org/cancer-care/doctor/danielle-friedman">Dr. Friedman</a>. Dr Friedman is a pediatrician who works in the pediatric long-term follow up program. The program follows survivors of childhood cancer into adolescence and monitors them for late effects of their treatment. This was an important appointment for us as we have had not had anything like this at home. I will take this little opportunity to tell you that of all the topics involved in discussing pediatric cancer, it seems as though the topic of late effects is the one that most know the least about. Some will say to me, "So, does Brady just get check ups now?" Well, sort of...but not exactly. You can read more about late effects <a href="http://www.cancer.org/treatment/childrenandcancer/whenyourchildhascancer/children-diagnosed-with-cancer-late-effects-of-cancer-treatment">here.</a> The easiest way to think about it is to know that surviving childhood cancer is the first, HUGE milestone. After that milestone is reached, you begin the journey of learning about the risk factors you child has for complications due to their treatment. This is where the Long-Term Follow up Team comes in.</div>
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Dr. Friedman far and away provided the most comprehensive appointment we have had at MSKCC. I was so encouraged when we walked in because she already knew all about Brady and she and her team had created a folder of information specific to him! She gave us a chart that detailed Brady's treatment history including the chemo agents he received and surgeries he has had. The chart detailed potential late effects and screening recommendations for each. This appointment was so very informative, yet it really broadened the scope of things that need to be on our radar. </div>
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place his spine at risk. While his spinal curves (both scoliosis and kyphosis) are in the normal range now (they were significant after his surgery, but improved), he is at risk for developing either or both curves as he hits puberty and his spine grows. We also know that because the remaining piece of tumor sits along his spine and then takes a sharp turn into neural space along his spinal cord, we need to watch it closely. Although it is likely not to grow, as his body grows there is a chance it could cause trouble with important nerve function. On our long list of future appointments is a revisit to the local orthopedic doctor. It has been a few years since we have seen him. He will continue to monitor Brady's spine with xrays.</div>
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Dr. Friedman gave us a copy of this important information so that we could share it with our local pediatrician and oncologist. One of my honest questions that I was able to ask is, "How can we possible coordinate all of these doctors and the follow up plan overall?" I feel as though no one (except us!) is really in charge of things. We have sought out this information, no one has really told us to. At Brady's last well-child check up I shared these concerns with his pediatrician and she did ask Dr. Friedman for specific recommendations. I am optimistic that she and I can work together to sort all of this out. </div>
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For now the big decision is whether or not to stay local or go to MSKCC for further follow up. I won't go into details of the pros and cons of both, but I will say that we are learning toward going to NYC each year. It is not easy on anyone to do so, but in the end, it is worth the trouble. I plan on calling Dr. Friedman soon to see if she thinks it is reasonable to wait until our trip next year to see some of the specialists I mentioned above while we are there. Or perhaps we will do some of the pieces of the puzzle locally. My brain hurts thinking about all of it. And did I mention that the other 5 members of this family have other health need that need to be attended to? Ha!</div>
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We were on our way back to New Jersey to catch the jet back home. I wish I could say our flight back was as smooth as our flight down. It just wasn't. It was a really cloudy day. There was a rain storm blowing in and I think our jet came blowing in with it. I can handle turbulence, but there is something about being on a small jet and being about 12 feet from the front window of the plane, in clear view of the completely white thick clouds all around. You get a real perspective for just how much those planes are bobbing up and down and rocking side to side when you can see out the front. Brady didn't like it either. </div>
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That is the story of our trip! We have had some additional information since coming home. We received the final radiology report via email. There was nothing surprising in there. The spot is there, it remains relatively unchanged. It is in a tricky spot. Dr. Laquaglia is presenting Brady's case to the Tumor Board June 24th. They will finalize the recommendations for "treatment" moving forward. We are expecting that they will NOT want to operate at this point and that we should have yearly scans. We also received materials to do a urine collection in the mail. This was an oversight while we were in NYC and could have easily been done there. We will collect Brady's urine and then have it tested to check his catecholamine levels which are tumor markers for NB. Abnormal levels would indicate the presence of Neuroblastoma in his body. </div>
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If you are still reading, thank you for continuing to follow Brady's journey. We are so proud of him and how he handled this trip. We are so thankful for our parents who took such great care of Eli, Cara, and Allison while we were away. We are proud of them too as they handle Brady's extra "attention" so well. We try very hard to give each of them special time with us. And thank you if you are someone who prays for Brady! Surely there are many more people in greater need of prayer, but that you might remember him, especially during the time around his appointments, is so meaningful to us. </div>
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We continue to trust in God's plan for Brady. We continue to treat each day with him and his siblings as a gift. Ask the other moms in the bleachers who see me reduced to tears when Brady makes a great catch on the field. I don't think there will come a day when I am not moved deep in my soul by the sight of him being a normal kid. </div>
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I do know that there are many parents out there today who have recently been told that their child has cancer. They have heard the words I heard on January 21, 2009 and are desperately searching the internet for answers. Sometimes that search leads them to a family's blog, like this one. I can say that many times I was able to find crucial information by reading someone else's story. I was also inspired with hope to read the stories of children who had walked a similar road as Brady and had not only survived, but thrived!<br />
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For the sake of those reading who do not know us in real life, I will give you a brief family update. Eli, Cara, and Brady are 7 years old and are finishing up first grade. They are in the same class and are doing some amazing things! They are all reading beautifully, learning their math facts, and writing great stories on topics such as, "Why you shouldn't eat the school's nachos." Cara started piano lessons in April and is showing a lot of promise as a musician. Eli and Brady are playing t-ball again this year and are hitting from a pitch and making actual plays at base! Allison will be starting Kindergarten in the fall. As a "young" preschooler last year with a fall birthday, we opted to hold her back and start Kindergarten as an almost-six-year-old. I haven't regretted this decision at all, mostly because she and I have so much fun each morning until it is time to go to preschool. Allison knows everything and has something to say about everything. She is a natural leader and has a crush on a brown-eyed boy in her class.<br />
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So this brings me to the reason why I am writing tonight. Brady is now 5 years post treatment. For the past few years we have been going to our local hospital for his follow up care. He had scans every three months, then six months, and then last June we were told we could wait one year until his next scan. So he is due for a scan this month. We still follow a few other children who had tumors similar to Brady. One little guy we met in NYC has continued to go to Memorial Sloan Kettering for his follow up care. On his recent trip for scans (also 5 year post treatment) his family was told that he no longer needed to have scans done! The only difference between his case and Brady's is that his residual "spot" is no longer visible on his scans. We were told this could happen for Brady, that perhaps the tumor that was unable to be removed would die off and disappear. All of Brady's scans show that his spot is still there, although unchanged. <br />
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Our local oncologist, although wonderful and supportive, has seemed less sure of what our plan should be from here on out. I finally got up the courage to email him and ask if he thought it would be a good idea for us to go back to NYC and see what the Neuroblastoma team there would say. He replied and told me that he thought it was a great idea! We called and inquired about having Brady do his scans there. One advantage is that they will allow him to try and do so without having to go under anesthesia. Typically, Brady will be under anesthesia anywhere from 2 to 3 hours. The process rarely goes smoothly for him. We have been very unhappy with the care he has received and the different philosophies of the anesthesiologists that work with him. At Memorial Sloan Kettering they have some sort of video-goggle machine that allows him to watch a movie while the scan is performed. He will still have to lay very still during the scan. If you have ever had an MRI before, you know it can be loud and somewhat scary as you are squeezed in a tight space. I just know Brady can do it! I am fully confident that he will rise to this challenge and do a great job. There will be an anesthesia team on standby in case he is unable to complete the scan.<br />
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We will be in NYC from Monday-Thursday afternoon. We are once again flying out of Elmira on a corporate jet through the Corporate Angels program. Extra seats are donated by local corporations to be used by cancer patients who need to travel for treatment or follow up. We are so grateful for this amazing opportunity! We will land in New Jersey and then we have arranged for a car transfer from there to the city. We will be staying at the Ronald McDonald House which is only a few blocks from the hospital. Scans are set for sometime Tuesday morning. That afternoon we will wait at the hospital to see Dr. Laquaglia. He is the surgeon that performed Brady's operation in April 2009. He is an incredible man and an irreplaceable force in the fight against Neuroblastoma. He performs several operations a week that other surgeons have said are impossible. Children from all over the world come to NYC to have Dr. Laquaglia perform their child's operation. He will give us the results of the scan. We look forward to hearing his opinion on how Brady is doing and what our plan should be looking forward. I also can't wait to tell him once again how grateful we are for his role in saving Brady's life. I wonder if he gets the Christmas card I send him every year?<br />
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Here is a picture of Brady and Dr L from 2009. This was a few days after his 2nd surgery.<br />
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I am very happy that we will be able to get an updated picture. We also hope to ask Dr. L for any insight as some of the strange, but seemingly harmless, side effects Brady has from this surgery. He continues to only be able to sweat on one side of his head, from one armpit, and on one hand. When he is hot, his face has a distinct line directly down the middle with one side of his face being very red. We manage this by having him take frequent breaks and drink a lot of water. One of his hands was very chapped all winter, while the other was completely normal. And then there is the one armpit that requires a lot of deodorant. Teaching a silly seven year old to wear deodorant has been interesting. Doing my own research online, many parents report these symptoms to be Horner's Syndrome, sometimes called Harlequin syndrome. This happens as a result of aggressive surgery through the chest. Brady's second surgery was a right thoracotomy (sort of under his rib cage and then around toward his back.) By accessing the spinal tumor in this way, certain nerves are damaged resulting in these weird symptoms. <br />
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Wednesday we will have a free day to have fun! Perhaps we will go see some incredible fossils at the Museum of Natural History or maybe Matt and Brady can play catch in Central Park? I wonder if Brady will want to wear his bunny ears and take a carriage ride?<br />
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On Thursday morning we have an appointment with Dr. Friedman. She is a long-term care doctor and will talk us about potential long-term health risks that Brady faces as a result of his chemotherapy and surgeries. Our pediatrician wrote a letter with specific questions for this doctor. We want to clarify a good plan for Brady's follow up for the years to come. With only two rounds of chemotherapy, we are hopeful that Brady's risk of future cancer or sterility is low, but we were advised to consult the expert with our questions. </div>
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We will return home Thursday afternoon the same way we came. Once we land we will make the 2 hour commute home. </div>
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We would be honored if you would stand with us in prayer:</div>
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1. Pray for Brady and his composure during his scan. Pray for peace in his little heart so that he can complete the scan without anesthesia. </div>
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2. Pray for a clear scan! Pray that his pesky little "spot" will be gone forever!</div>
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3. Pray that the doctors would be able to confidently tell us that we no longer need to have scans done. To be released from this burden would be a HUGE victory for all of us!</div>
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4. Pray for our safe travel!</div>
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5. Pray for our parents and Eli, Cara, and Allison back home. Pray especially for Eli. He really loves his brother and has never been apart from him, except during Brady's treatment in 2009. He is so very sensitive and gets upset about medical things. </div>
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6. Pray for Matt and I as we interact with other cancer families. Pray that we can be a light in a very dark place.</div>
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One of the struggles I have had since Brady completed treatment is dealing with survivor's guilt. I have 4 healthy kids and am blessed to be able to watch my survivor thriving and growing. There is not a day that goes by that I do not thank God for my blessings and specifically for the miracles done in Brady's life. But I can say with honesty that cancer stole a piece of my joy and continues to do so. When we enjoy a family vacation or on Christmas morning, my heart bursts with joy. But then there is a moment when my eyes well up as I think of dear friends who have lost their precious child to cancer. When I see Brady make a great play on second base I feel tears of gratitude fall from my eyes as I consider we were once told he would never walk. I am so full of joy, yet the reality of what a thief cancer is always there. </div>
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I am very aware of these feelings as I prepare to go back to Memorial Sloan Kettering. Children and adults from all of the country and the world come there for their treatment. Many children come seeking their last resort of treatment. There is fear, sadness, and grief in that place. But there is always hope! I pray that we can be a light and that Brady can be a source of hope to others. I am trusting that the Lord will protect Brady's heart from any fear as he continues to understand the weight of being a cancer survivor. </div>
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Thank you for reading this update and for praying if you are willing! I will be updating during our trip on Facebook and will update the blog once we return. </div>
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As always we praise our Savior, in whom we place our trust. In our weakness, He is made strong!<br />
<strong>Romans 5:2-5</strong> <em>Through him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.</em><br />
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<br />Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-11568909073607876092013-08-08T18:46:00.000-04:002013-08-08T18:46:14.510-04:00The Why<br />
January 21, 2009 was a long time ago. <br />
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It's been 4 1/2 years since Brady's diagnosis, but it feels more like 10 years. <br />
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I think it has more to do with the fact that we have been busy helping 4 babies grow into kids than anything else, but nonetheless, it seems like ages ago. <br />
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There are days when I am tired and I start wondering if we should continue raising money for pediatric cancer causes. I am embarrassed to admit that, but there are days when homework, t ball schedules, illness, and just the ordinary challenges of parenting convince me that I don't have the energy for anything else. I begin to wonder...why?<br />
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But then a catch a glimpse of a picture that sits on a shelf in my living room. In the picture, a smiley-faced boy about 20 months old stares back at me with a bald head. Although you can't see it in the picture, under his footy pajamas are two tubes that stick out of his chest awaiting the next round of chemotherapy. When I see that picture I can literally feel my heart break as I remember being THAT mom holding THAT child.<br />
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That is WHY.<br />
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Sometimes it is not the limits of my own time and energy that make me question the small efforts we make in this fight. Sometimes I just start to wonder if what we try and do really makes a difference. Our goal this year is to hit $10,000 in total monies raised in the past 5 years. That sounds like a ton of money, but in actuality, $10,000 only funds approximately 200 hours of research. Is that enough to make a difference?<br />
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But then I read my email for the day. Each week I hear of a child (some weeks 2, 3, or more) who have lost their battle with Neuroblastoma. I read about families in other countries who are desperately trying to fund a trip to the US to meet with a doctor who might be able to save their child. I read about families who have lost babies, Kindergarteners, and teenagers to slow, agonizing deaths because of cancer. I read about families who have been financially devastated, whose faith has been shattered, and marriages that have ended because of the devastation cancer causes.<br />
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And I am reminded...This is WHY.<br />
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When I see Brady running on the soccer field, writing his name on top of his homework paper, and chasing his brother across the yard, I am reminded of the miracles that have brought us to this place. He is a survivor, and we are so humbly thankful for that. But just like 2/3 of all pediatric cancer survivors, he deals with long term side effects from his treatment. He cannot sweat out of half of his upper body and face which means he gets hot (and stinky!) faster than other kids. He is at increased risk of scoliosis and other spine issues in years to come because of his radical surgeries. And then there is "the spot" that we continue to monitor. <br />
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And then I know it. This is WHY.<br />
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Please know that we understand that there are hundreds and hundreds of causes that need your support. Please know that the prayers you so willingly say on our behalf mean more than any financial contribution you can make. <br />
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But if you feel led to do so, please help us by supporting our stand this year. It is our 5th Annual Alex's Stand and we are hoping to make at least $1,650 in order to hit that $10,000. Details about how you can help can be found on my Facebook page or below.<br />
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Williams Family 5th Annual Alex's Lemonade Stand<br />
September 1st and 2nd, 2013 at the Oakfield Labor Days in the Park Celebration<br />
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We cannot do this without the amazing support of our friends, family,<br />
and community. Here is how you can help:<br />
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1. We need volunteers to work at the stand! Working is easy and a great<br />
opportunity for kids and families to get involved. Let me know if you can<br />
cover one of the shifts below:<br />
Sunday September 1st<br />
12:00-2:00<br />
2:00-4:00<br />
4:00-6:00<br />
6:00-8:00<br />
8:00-9:30<br />
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Monday September 2nd<br />
*Our family has been asked to help judge the parade this year! I am really<br />
in need of some great volunteers to help before/during/after the parade!*<br />
9:00-11:00**<br />
11:00-1:00<br />
1:00-3:00<br />
3:00-5:00<br />
5:00-7:00 (take down-muscles needed!)<br />
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2. Help us fund the supplies needed to have our stand!<br />
--Donate a Walmart gift card (approximately $80 needed to purchase <br />
ice and baking supplies)<br />
--Buy a large container of Country Time Lemonade (yellow) at <br />
BJs for $6.99. We need approximately 8 of these. Let me know if you<br />
can help in this area. Lemonade can be dropped off on my back porch<br />
or I can pick it up from you:)<br />
--We also need approximately $70 in supplies from Batavia Restaurant <br />
Supplies (cups and boxes for baked goods). If you would like to make a <br />
donation toward these supplies, you can write a check to Megan<br />
Williams or better yet, come shopping with me:)<br />
-$150 has already been spent on application fees and health department<br />
certification. THANK YOU FOR YOUR HELP with our up front costs!<br />
Your donation toward supplies will multiply into a GREAT BIG<br />
DONATION to Alex's!<br />
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3. Make a donation directly to our Alex's page. This donation is<br />
tax deductible and will count toward our total. Follow this link:<br />
<a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.alexslemonade.org%2Fmypage%2F114525&h=vAQHw3eMe&s=1" rel="nofollow nofollow" target="_blank">http://<wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span>www.alexslemonade.org/<wbr></wbr><span class="word_break"></span>mypage/114525</a><br />
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4. Join our baking team! Every year we bake hundreds of lemon cookies, <br />
lemon bars, and lemon poppy seed muffins to sell. This is always a fun time<br />
and we are generally done in less than 4 hours. Our baking day will most <br />
likely be Saturday August 31st, later in the day. Details to come.<br />
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Thank you friends, family, and neighbors for the love and support <br />
you continue to show Brady. Let's all come together again and <br />
do something for the many, many kids still in the fight.<br />
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<em>Galations 6:9 </em><br />
<em><sup><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></sup>Let us not become weary in doing good,<sup class="crossreference" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-29198A" title="See cross-reference A">A</a>)"></sup> </em><br />
<em>for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if </em><br />
<em><strong>we do not give up</strong>.</em><br />
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With hope,<br />
Megan<br />
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<img src="http://i908.photobucket.com/albums/ac283/stepsforbrady/sig.jpg" />Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-74742500072268219892013-04-06T22:05:00.000-04:002013-04-06T22:05:19.387-04:00Tell Me About MiraclesSometimes when you least expect it, God blesses you with a moment so powerful, so unforgettable that it takes your breath away. In those moments there is no way a person on this earth could convince you that the Holy Spirit isn't as present in the room as the oxygen you breath.<br />
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I had a moment like that this evening.<br />
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Tonight looked like any other Saturday night in our busy home. Matt was upstairs bathing the kids while I was in the basement piecing together 4 outfits for them to wear to church tomorrow morning. I pulled a few dress shirts and dresses from the ironing <strike>mountain </strike> pile and opened up the ironing board. I began my task and just as I did I heard the sound of a basketball bouncing on the concrete floor.<br />
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I looked up to see my soon-to-be six year old Brady who said, "Hey mom, watcha doin?" <br />
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"I'm ironing something for you to wear to church tomorrow buddy. You are going to be super handsome!"<br />
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"Hey mom, watch me dribble! I'm better than Michael Jordan!" he said as he rapidly switched hands back and forth to bounce the ball.<br />
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"Michael Jordan, huh? Maybe you will be someday, but for today, you are a miracle!"<br />
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"What do you mean a miracle? Because I'm dribbling?"<br />
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And so it began. It started like other conversations that we have had over the past 4 years. As a parent to a young cancer survivor, I'm challenged as to how and when I should "spill the beans" about the whole cancer thing to my innocent child. I liken it an adoptive child's knowledge of how he comes to be part of his adoptive family. I think experts agree that the concept of adoption should always be part of a child's life story, but perhaps the details should be explained over time as the child matures. This is the same sort of philosophy Matt and I have used with Brady so far.<br />
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"You are a miracle Brady because you are dribbling that ball. And 4 years ago today you were a very sick boy who was far from home having surgery."<br />
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"Oh, I remember that story, about my scars. So what happened that day that was a miracle, mom?" he asked still dribbling.<br />
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I told the story of April 6, 2009. The day the skies poured rain and we walked him from the<br />
Ronald Mc Donald house in Manhattan to the hospital where the best Neuroblastoma surgeon in the world was waiting. I told him a few details like that, but mostly I told him about the miracles. <br />
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"You had an opertaion to take the rest of the cancer out of your body. The doctor told us that you would have to go to a different hospital after your surgery to a very special place (ICU). You would have to stay there for a few weeks at least and that we wouldn't be able to talk to you or see you awake for a while. But there were hundreds and hundreds of people who prayed, Brady."<br />
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"So did that happen mom?"<br />
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"No it didn't! God heard the prayers! You didn't have to go to a different hospital. You didn't need a special breathing machine, and you woke up very quickly. And the coolest part of the story? We brought you home 5 DAYS LATER! It was a miracle!"<br />
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dribble.dribble.dribble....Then he stopped. He jumped up in my office chair, basket ball in hand and said, "Tell me about the other miracles God has done for me."<br />
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My heart pounded. The tears came. Could there be a more precious moment in time for a mom? My thoughts raced, "Oh God, how you have redeemed this terrible darkness in our past. This moment, this time with my child, I thank you for showing me the beauty you have created from what was so evil."<br />
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"Well buddy. There have been a lot of miracles. You are a triplet! That's a miracle!"<br />
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"So Eli and Cara are miracles too?" he asked with a scrunched nose. "Absolutely.And Allie, too" I said.<br />
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I went on to tell Brady that he was a baby something wasn't right. He wasn't walking like his brother and sister and he was upset a lot. He listened as he held that basketball, he listened with such a focus. I kept ironing to keep myself from sobbing as I told him how no one could figure out what was wrong. I told him that God gave me a strong feeling that we needed to keep searching for the reason that he wasn't walking. God told my heart that something was very wrong. The way God speaks to mothers, deep in their soul, that is miraculous.<br />
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I could have told him about the insurance issues we had leading up to his diagnosis. Our requests to scan his back had been denied multiple times by our insurance. Miraculously we had to change our insurance just weeks before his scheduled brain scan. And miraculously, the new insurance agreed to scan his back where doctors would find a raging tumor. These aren't details for a 5 year old boy, but certainly will knock his socks off someday.<br />
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His face sort of settled on top of the basketball as I told him that he came home just before Easter and within a few weeks, he was walking! After he learned to walk, he learned to run, then jump. With intensive physical therapy he learned to ride a bike, and to climb! One miracle followed another until we just learned to expect them!<br />
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"And so now I can do <em>this</em> mom?" More dribbling.<br />
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"That's right Brady boy!" I replied as the tears fell onto a wrinkled Sunday dress on the ironing board.<br />
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"It sounds just like the story in the bible mom. Jesus healed the blind man and made it so that he can see! It is a bad thing not to be able to see. You can't see your birthday cake, or your presents, or even yourself!"<br />
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"That is bad. And yes, it is just like that! God healed your body so that you could walk, and run...and dribble!"<br />
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"Well, what would have happened if he didn't heal me?" my very logical boy asked.<br />
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Do I? <br />
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Don't I?<br />
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Is it time? Is it okay to talk "what ifs" with your 5 year old?<br />
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A peace that is indescribable came over me and I said, "Well, the cancer in your body would have kept growing."<br />
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"Would it have come out of my eyeballs? Gross!"<br />
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"No, but it would have grown so big that your body would not have been able to work."<br />
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"You mean, I would have died????????"<br />
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"I don't know sweetie. But what I DO know is that you are here right now. And you are healthy! God healed you! And you are a miracle!!!"<br />
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<em>A few seconds passed. Wheels turned in that precious little head. </em><br />
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"Okay mom! Bye!" And off he went. Up to the bathtub.<br />
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As the ball rolled across the floor toward me, I listened to his feet go effortlessly up the stairs. <br />
I fell to my knees.<br />
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Tears poured.<br />
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God was there. <br />
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Gratitude, love, and everything amazing overwhelmed me. <br />
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I spent a few minutes there on my basement floor. The contrast of my yucky, dirty basement floor and the beauty of what had happened was incredible. <br />
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God does his best work in the messiest places I think.<br />
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After the kids were tucked in bed, and before my husband and I settled down to watch the big game, I looked up the story of Jesus healing the blind man.<br />
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<em>As he went along he saw a man blind from birth. His disciples asked him, "Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?" </em><br />
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<em>"Neither this man nor his parents sinned," said Jesus, "but this happened so that the works of God might be displayed in him."</em><br />
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Jesus goes on to heal that blind man, which is the part of the story that was very familiar to me. But this other part, from verse 3, I had forgotten about. <br />
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<em>"This</em> <em>happened so that the works of God might be d</em>is<em>played in him."</em><br />
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The works of God have been displayed. Miracles on display. Miracles not to be forgotten, but to be explained to our children through the years. Miracles that have happened not because we are more special than anyone else, but they happened so that God's handiwork could be evident to those around us. <br />
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This, this, this is what it is all about.<br />
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What a night.<br />
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There are so many dark memories of that day and those that followed. It's would be so easy to dwell on that aspect of things. And truthfully, there are moments when I do.
But this January 21st, I am choosing to focus on the greatness of my God. He has seen us through those dark days of diagnosis, surgery, chemo, more surgery, and healing. And for reasons I hope to one day understand, he has restored our family and blessed us beyond measure.
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As the mom of a survivor, it is so hard to fully "accept" that my son is alive and well. Some call it survivor's guilt, I just recognize it as an intense awareness that for some, the fear that I carried for so long has become a reality. That some must walk the path of life after losing their precious child breaks my heart into a million pieces. But my trust in a Savior that promises that he works all things together for our good allows me to continue to mourn with those who have lost, while still praising God for Brady's healing. What a delicate balance that is.
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I sat here tonight and read through the notebooks I used during the time of Brady's illness. I had one where I kept medical notes, phone numbers, and questions I had for doctors. The other notebook is where I kept lists of cards that were sent to us, meals that were made, fundraisers that were held, and donations that were given. I am in awe, even four years later, at the amazingly generous people that God put in our life during that time. I have pages and pages of names of people who supported us. I read the cards again and just cried. We NEVER felt alone. Thank you if you were one of the hundreds who prayed, gave from your own family's money, took time to write a note or make a meal, or showed that you cared in some other way. Matt and I are forever challenged to give more generously and to step out and help those in need.<br />
I also came across some notes that I had written for the time I spoke at the Genesee Cancer Assistance Festival of Hope. One of the last things I said was, "I like to sit and think about years from now, when Matt and I watch Eli, Cara, and Brady graduate from high school. On that day I am sure that I will be reminded of his battle with cancer. But all of those years from now, I pray that I can look back on his journey and feel proud that my son was a warrior against cancer. It is my hope that God will continue to use Brady's life and story to inspire hope in others for many years to come."
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Yes, yes, yes! I still feel this way. Brady is just a 5 year old boy. But, his little life is a testimony! It is always my prayer that through his story we can point to Jesus. Our hope is in him, and we trust that he will continue to use Brady's life to bring people into a closer relationship with him!
So today we celebrate how far God has brought us as a family. <br />
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Those who have read the blog for years will probably remember these pictures!<br />
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The first time I held Brady in the ICU after his spinal surgery (Jan2009), the day he was taken off the ventilator.<br />
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Adjusting to life with a Broviac catheter for chemotherapy.<br />
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At Memorial Sloan Kettering (remember those bunny ears?) <br />
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Recovering after 2nd surgery, while still recovering from the first!<br />
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I can't wait to see where the next four years will take us!<br />
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Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-44930717430454327422013-01-02T21:11:00.003-05:002013-01-02T21:11:49.506-05:00Depends on How You Slice ItBrady had his scan today to follow up on October's developments.
As always, he handled the process like a brave boy. He walked down to the MRI room with a smile, allowed the anesthesia team to put the mask over his face, and fell asleep like a good boy. He was under for about 2 hours and awoke quite groggy, but rather contently. His first request was for a cookie, followed by his second and third requests...cookie and cookie, respectively.
I emailed the doctor when we got home this afternoon and asked for results as soon as they were available. I wasn't sure if the oncologist would call us with only a preliminary report available today since last time the final report revealed that the spot had indeed changed. But alas, our doctor who always seems to be working, called me at 8pm.
His words were that, "the report looks good. The spot looks the same, if not possibly a bit smaller. It literally could depend on how you slice it,or how the image is taken. I am taking this as a good omen for the new year."
We meet with him next Thursday for our follow up appointment. He will go over the final report and hopefully make some sense out of all of this. This tumor, or "the spot" as we call it, is one strange mystery. It stays the same for years, then it strangely grows, now it is the same again, or perhaps smaller. What will it do next???!?
Matt and I are sure that the power of prayer is at work in Brady's life. What we can't make sense of is just as it should be in the eyes of God. There is so much peace in knowing and trusting in that. Thank you if you are someone who lifts Brady up in your prayers. Thank you if you are someone who offers kind words of encouragement to us. Knowing that we have so many who continue to support Brady is such a blessing.
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It is a unique situation in that despite this recent "change" within Brady's body, nothing else has changed. After the initial shock, fear, and grief passed, we have just settled back into normal life. Certainly there is that tiny black rain cloud hanging over the corner of our home, but
most days it has been overshadowed by the crazy-fun-loud life with our 4 under 6. Who has time for cancer talk?<br />
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Dr. Korones asked me if I wanted to "see" the film of the recent scans. It was very interesting as it was a view looking from the bottom up. The spot looked huge, although it is only centimeters big. It had a very strange shape and Brady yelled out, "Did I swallow a hairdryer?!?!?" What a nut!
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There is a vertical sliver that runs along his thoracic spine (think between shoulder blades) and then at the top of this piece it extends in a right angle toward his spine. I did not like seeing that the horizontal segment butts right up against his spinal fluid. I will never, ever forget seeing the original tumor when he was diagnosed and how it almost completely strangulated his spinal cord. There was almost no spinal fluid visible, which accounted for the fact that his legs were almost paralyzed. This time, however, the spinal fluid is completely fine. This spot is just sitting there, right next to it though, and that was very unnerving.
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So, what do the experts think?
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<em>The experts</em> <i>think<i> that this spot is slow growing, and possibly could be done growing.
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<i><i>The experts <i>think</i> that we should rescan in 3 months from the last scan (January).
If the spot remains unchanged, we will rescan again in 3 months. If it has changed, we will stay on the offensive and decide if surgery is necessary. The surgeon in NYC is very confident that they can remove this spot.</i></i><br />
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<i><i> Many have asked, why not just take it out, regardless of it changes or not? The experts are advocating the least invasive approach. Brady's body has already endured 2 radical surgeries, including a 5 level laminectomy. Spinal surgery is risky business. He already deals with life long side effects from the first two surgeries, and if we can avoid further risk and complication, we have to follow that plan.</i></i><br />
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Our doctor said this to me today. "I am fully confident that Brady will go on to live a full life. I am somewhat confident that no further surgery will be needed. I am very confident that this spot is a slow growing, most likely mature Neuroblastoma-Gangliorneuroma. I am very confident that we will stay ahead of it"
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<i><i>Matt and I have gone back and forth about whether to stay here for scans in January or go to Sloan. For right now, we have a scan scheduled here in January. Our doctor here will send the scans to the NB team at Sloan afterward. Matt and I are praying on this decision.
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<i><i>We are very grateful for the kindness shown to us this past month. Your prayers and encouragement have been wonderful. I joke all the time that it is hard to be my friend. The non stop drama for the past 6 years is exhausting to witness, I am sure! I hope though that the story of our lives is more a story of God's faithfulness, than one of trial...one of abundant blessings, more than struggle.
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We are coming up on four years (January) since Brady's diagnosis and well over 3 years since his treatment ended. He, as well as his brother and sisters have been flourishing. <br />
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We have continued on our follow up schedule of MRI every 6 months here at our home hospital. The end has been been in sight recently as our oncologist has told us that we have 5 years of this schedule to complete, and with Brady's latest scan this month we had 2 years left!<br />
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I'm so sorry to say that the plan has changed. <br />
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The real reason I'm updating the blog is to let those who love our family, those who have prayed with us, and even though who just follow our story to learn more about this disease know that there has been a bump in the road, for lack of a better term.<br />
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Brady had his MRI under anesthesia on October 2nd of this month. As I always do, I emailed our oncologist and asked him to call us right away to let us know the preliminary results. He called late that evening and let us know that preliminarily, everything "looked good." We breathed the familiar sigh of relief and celebrated another scan down!<br />
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One week later, on October 9th, the oncologist called late in day to tell us that the final radiology report did not, in fact, come back "good." You may remember that after Brady's final surgery, there was a small piece of "something" that the surgeons were not able to remove from the area next to his spine. Due to the extremely delicate nature of his surgery at Sloan, to access this small piece would have required turning Brady which would be too risky. The surgeons and the oncologist thought that leaving this piece, given Brady's type of tumor and how these tumors usually respond after surgery, would not likely cause a threat to him.<br />
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The doctors have never been able to give Brady a diagnosis of "cured," "no cancer," or "No Evidence of Disease" as it called in the Neuroblastoma world. He has been labeled as Stable Disease for the past 3 years given that there is no way to tell if the "spot" is cancer or scar tissue. <br />
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So back to the phone call on October 9th. Our doctor told my husband that this scan, when compared to those done back in 2009 after his 2nd surgery, show that that the spot has grown. He estimated that it had grown by .5-.8 centimeters. Clearly this change is not big compared to the original tumor. However, a change at all means that the assumption we had been trusting in for 3 years, that this thing was a "dead tumor" or scar tissue, was not true. <br />
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Our doctor here is not a specialist in Neuorblastoma. He is a brilliant and wonderful doctor and person, and he is also humble. He absolutely knew that he wanted to consult immediately with the doctors at Sloan in NYC. He told us that he would send Brady's scans down to Dr. Laquaglia, the surgeon that performed Brady's final surgery in April of 2009.<br />
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So we began a period of agonizing waiting. We waited 6 days with no word. I called Sloan myself the following Monday and found out that Brady's scans were received and that soon we would hear something from them. Our oncologist called next and told us that Dr. Laquaglia had asked that Brady's case be reviewed by the tumor board there on October 23rd. We would have another week of waiting. The tumor board is made up of surgeons, oncologist, and practitioners on the Neuroblastoma team at Sloan. It is a meeting of minds of the people that have the most experience with NB. They make decisions and recommendations based on best practices for children with NB.<br />
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October 23rd came and went. We knew that the tumor board met let in the day and prepared to hear from them the next day. But we didn't. I emailed our oncologist Wednesday night and he answered back that he hadn't heard anything, but would try to find out some answers. By Thursday morning I couldn't stand the waiting anymore. The scan had taken place over 3 weeks ago and we still didn't know what we were dealing with. I called Dr. Laqualgia's office in the morning. His secretary told me that the tumor board DID NOT discuss Brady's case because of some insurance glitch. Apparently, they now have to charge families for tumor board review and they were trying to access our insurance to do so. I was infuriated that we were not made aware of this. We would have immediately agreed to pay out of pocket had we have known. The secretary asked to put me on hold. So I held. Five minutes on hold...ten minutes...twelve minutes. I was just about to hang up as I thought I might have been hung up on. All of a sudden I hear, "Mrs. Williams? It is Dr. Laquaglia."<br />
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I sat down in my kitchen and for the next 10 minutes I spoke with the best Neuroblastoma surgeon in the world. Here is a summary of what he said:<br />
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-The “tumor” (we are once again referring to it as a tumor) has grown when you compare its size now to the size it was right
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-The growth is small, but it is definitely
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-It is not something that just happened in recent
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-The tumor is in one of the holes that goes from
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-Sometimes tumors like Brady’s do come back a
bit. We can be encouraged that if it were a super aggressive cancerous tumor, it
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-He theorized that it might be turning from
Neuroblastoma to Ganglioneuroma. Ganglioneuroma is a benign tumor and sometimes Neuroblastomas mature into Ganglioneuromas. There is no way to know for sure which it is.</div>
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-The concern is less about the tumor itself and
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-His recommendation was to "wait and see." He would like to rescan Brady in 3 months. </div>
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-If there is more growth, we will reevaluate. .Surgery will be the recommended course of treatment if one is needed. Dr. L is confident they could get this thing out. He indicated that Sloan will always advocate surgery only if necessary. </div>
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Our oncologist and I discussed the recommendations over email later that day. He fully agrees with Dr. L's assessment and also let me know that Dr. L did review the case with an oncologist on the NB at Sloan. </div>
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Matt and I have many questions that we are left with. Not the least of these is when did this "tumor" start growing, or did it ever stop? Perhaps it has been growing ever since surgery, but just so slowly that it was undetectable? Why didn't the radiologists here pick up on the change until now? How long will we now have to monitor this tumor? What sort of neurological damage could happen if it grows? </div>
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The next step is to meet with our oncologist here for follow up on November 8th. In the meantime we have to decide if we will continue Brady's follow up care here or if we will go to Sloan. We always said that we were comfortable staying locally if nothing unusual came up on his scans. Well, the unusual has happened and now we must decide. It sort of seems like we would be cutting out the middle man by going there, but we also respect and trust our doctor here so much. Unfortunately in the world of pediatric cancer, your local oncologist's experience just can't compare with that of the NB team at Sloan. We need to figure out insurance issues, traveling arrangements, and of course just handling life here at home if while we would be gone. </div>
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There you have it. A really big, sort of not so great update. We waited several weeks to make tell those outside of our closest friends and family because we just haven't known what we are dealing with. Our biggest concern is the well-being of Brady, Eli, Cara, and Allie. They know nothing of what is going on with this, and for now, that is okay. We will have to tell Brady when it comes time and figure out how to explain what is happening in a way that is not traumatic or causes him to worry. We ask that you use discretion when speaking to us in front of our kids regarding this issue. Their sweet innocence is such a precious gift. </div>
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I think I have asked for more than my fair share of prayer in my 33 years. If you wouldn't mind, we could use your prayers once again. I could write an entire post just about the spiritual journey I have been on this past month, and perhaps I will sometime. For now, just know that we place our trust in the God of things seen and unseen. He knows our joys and sorrows, and we know that he listens to those who call on His name. Thank you for doing so on our behalf.</div>
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With love,</div>
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Megan</div>
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Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-46523938768960372852011-11-05T21:48:00.027-04:002011-11-06T13:59:09.164-05:00My Baby is 3!Tomorrow is Allison's official birthday. Today we officially celebrated!<br /><br /><br />The theme of her party was owls. It was so much fun for me to plan. It seemed that everywhere I went, I saw owls!<br /><br /><br />Here was her party invite. I purchased a pdf from etsy.com I think I paid $11.95 for the designer to personalize the card and then email me the pdf. I then saved it, took it to Target, and printed the invites out as a regular picture size for 32 cents I think.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHCBbzSdahyGOHgjJDwnN9u35crj2bFAsyYxLi4pYZ-HKptnk8J4RBollBNua4466O9ZSg2m4GwtXb2Hc6xvSqLUrlrC0sOhj-6l4GSZaguzvwcxSwM8pD4v3vk_wfjpBSusqUReR3D38/s1600/allison+elizabeth.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671695759897479170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHCBbzSdahyGOHgjJDwnN9u35crj2bFAsyYxLi4pYZ-HKptnk8J4RBollBNua4466O9ZSg2m4GwtXb2Hc6xvSqLUrlrC0sOhj-6l4GSZaguzvwcxSwM8pD4v3vk_wfjpBSusqUReR3D38/s400/allison+elizabeth.jpg" /></a><br />My mom and I were shopping at Walmart the other day, and I saw this silly bat pinata on clearance for $5.00. As soon as I saw it I knew I could transform this little bat into a beautiful owl! My mom has the before picture on her phone...all I have is the after picture. The kids and I named her Ollie the owl!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-tt8sKU8xNDnQG4FzVY5WijQiNsKuHHOKaLa7udwQLQsHtfxRT9hsZ7xgpPaJ5wL5OaQ_Ua2C1jV5QfTHrjoFxWO7D30a5h2KdGW6wumF3exD1nTardQJsgj9ip6HBTmcSeVeoFKFG38/s1600/DSC_0748.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671696560639313170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-tt8sKU8xNDnQG4FzVY5WijQiNsKuHHOKaLa7udwQLQsHtfxRT9hsZ7xgpPaJ5wL5OaQ_Ua2C1jV5QfTHrjoFxWO7D30a5h2KdGW6wumF3exD1nTardQJsgj9ip6HBTmcSeVeoFKFG38/s400/DSC_0748.JPG" /></a> She was WAY too cute to let the kids whack with a bat. So instead, she was our centerpiece in the kitchen. I used a woven basket as her "nest", turned my stock pot upside down inside the basket, covered that with a brown fleece blanket, and then added a few sticks we had collected earlier in the week. Cara was happy to lend Ollie one of her bright pink hair pretties to wear! I think she may have to find a permanent home in the girls' room!<br /><br /><br /><br />Here are a few more owl touches that were around the house!<br /><br />These were just some foam owls that I bought in a pack from JoAnn Fabric for under $4.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFjpNzXAmMuvlg6n7Z_heeOvsKiJiTUQBDMlySewK95Ez_fonJG1duQNbs9MjBoFai_YVMh-20T6dzJf4u7j8XMonDI7xwdbkeiOTEf81SHq2QoJe4dwT799n8PEl27qJDrse_agKPBMA/s1600/DSC_0746.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671697494708693202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFjpNzXAmMuvlg6n7Z_heeOvsKiJiTUQBDMlySewK95Ez_fonJG1duQNbs9MjBoFai_YVMh-20T6dzJf4u7j8XMonDI7xwdbkeiOTEf81SHq2QoJe4dwT799n8PEl27qJDrse_agKPBMA/s400/DSC_0746.JPG" /></a><br />I also used the foam owls to make a garland. I had several great pictures of Allie wearing her owl hat on a recent trip to a pumpkin patch with her preschool.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO8emhQLEH5KJGoxJvotkoTUlTOJ5cENq3eRzji49qF-fiZK64H4SHBhAst5ZiVq7cokt3bvgZaLFHpjm9pjsqxCtpMY2zVrP9V7_bEhzWD4C47U3kk9KueMkUH3NHx3rNRqR5kIHgaNQ/s1600/DSC_0756.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671698127834080946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO8emhQLEH5KJGoxJvotkoTUlTOJ5cENq3eRzji49qF-fiZK64H4SHBhAst5ZiVq7cokt3bvgZaLFHpjm9pjsqxCtpMY2zVrP9V7_bEhzWD4C47U3kk9KueMkUH3NHx3rNRqR5kIHgaNQ/s400/DSC_0756.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgttNu5t2IK8OttNEzyuJutyhs2-w7S9Gi6iG3Ib_ffQ_xnWIFY2gPdS4kqwBaTw1vxw9KBwXgj_3L0_O_5R3dIqxTi0NZW0DgEEMPHCHOGoQJFzxdbwWhr1246wRiOiKHBRPhEpltCWV0/s1600/DSC_0470.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671698636116193618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgttNu5t2IK8OttNEzyuJutyhs2-w7S9Gi6iG3Ib_ffQ_xnWIFY2gPdS4kqwBaTw1vxw9KBwXgj_3L0_O_5R3dIqxTi0NZW0DgEEMPHCHOGoQJFzxdbwWhr1246wRiOiKHBRPhEpltCWV0/s400/DSC_0470.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrD4ELiEazwycqfbcLLFVajGJ597bjbdaOA_pQlbVsRvNtY2ZfYf9vcbdPR09GxI8lM_BFA698uB8UW9SaACieZ8mr1LLL0K1i_NKaRb4_nURSjpM-xx_3ThBYtrMZjmE0kG5zG46y2MQ/s1600/DSC_0482.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671699081125772098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrD4ELiEazwycqfbcLLFVajGJ597bjbdaOA_pQlbVsRvNtY2ZfYf9vcbdPR09GxI8lM_BFA698uB8UW9SaACieZ8mr1LLL0K1i_NKaRb4_nURSjpM-xx_3ThBYtrMZjmE0kG5zG46y2MQ/s400/DSC_0482.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkqJTP23FiVJnJeEsyaCNZOTwAJtY1feFT2eH5lyxokay1IgTkuiB122rS6HbHpXbxOo592ROyqUuf9jKUbpTrqhAAwgW3PFZZmwv-auT_bgzpYKgx7YpVwJitV-pGgVxWxGUy5NtDe1I/s1600/DSC_0528.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671699540314479074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkqJTP23FiVJnJeEsyaCNZOTwAJtY1feFT2eH5lyxokay1IgTkuiB122rS6HbHpXbxOo592ROyqUuf9jKUbpTrqhAAwgW3PFZZmwv-auT_bgzpYKgx7YpVwJitV-pGgVxWxGUy5NtDe1I/s400/DSC_0528.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUIXeYPvMoSOb68cBkLa5VvIQtYdBNualsYA8whluPWVpli9CemuSjwJkyxuBfnWQ2iT2xvT12hdc1baZiWexMwmkJfvg952td-4R6wcYm2xhpnUDYK2EO4heNbuqUrdGRYtp7vsquCb0/s1600/DSC_0757.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671699877240306082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUIXeYPvMoSOb68cBkLa5VvIQtYdBNualsYA8whluPWVpli9CemuSjwJkyxuBfnWQ2iT2xvT12hdc1baZiWexMwmkJfvg952td-4R6wcYm2xhpnUDYK2EO4heNbuqUrdGRYtp7vsquCb0/s400/DSC_0757.JPG" /></a><br />Unfortunately, most of my pictures don't have our friends and family in them! I'm always so busy during the party, that I take many of my pictures before it even starts! My awesomely talented photographer-sister-in-law will share some great pictures with me soon! I'll have to update with more "people shots" later.<br /><br />I found these cute foam owl hats at Michael's.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVce3kxMx6PgWtv93heRlHE7wZB2aHel1HZ41ESZKRtIKEXmZ5mF5809Baf6Z6gC7rOP7_oOn2noEnZ9g6W0PXeAOtywpQ6QWARoBCI484yAe98rcKjgcKGTpu1LuaCDUC127D_KBHwAU/s1600/DSC_0750.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671700147398020770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVce3kxMx6PgWtv93heRlHE7wZB2aHel1HZ41ESZKRtIKEXmZ5mF5809Baf6Z6gC7rOP7_oOn2noEnZ9g6W0PXeAOtywpQ6QWARoBCI484yAe98rcKjgcKGTpu1LuaCDUC127D_KBHwAU/s400/DSC_0750.JPG" /></a> One of my favorite details was the adorable owl pitcher that I found at Christmas Tree Shop (love that place) for only $1.00! I filled it with gummy worms. They were a HUGE hit with the kids. I am definitely going to keep this cute little piece out somewhere in the house.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmJGVAITB1uCK5HUn7NGfO9Xg1WEeLITAaZNOkX5CAt_zc1VFUlcnhl-w1liVCibyWfa6ftNfwyQBRPK4DM5fRkVcoiSM6wNBWTM1pny79YYjejzXDSROcuK3qdlhtl5D0J_aXS9r3N9E/s1600/DSC_0766.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671700923635583266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmJGVAITB1uCK5HUn7NGfO9Xg1WEeLITAaZNOkX5CAt_zc1VFUlcnhl-w1liVCibyWfa6ftNfwyQBRPK4DM5fRkVcoiSM6wNBWTM1pny79YYjejzXDSROcuK3qdlhtl5D0J_aXS9r3N9E/s400/DSC_0766.JPG" /></a> If you haven't tried pinterest yet, what are you waiting for?!? I love gathering ideas. Gathering recipes. Gathering quotes. Pinterest is a place to store all of the wonderful tidbits of creativity that you find online. I saw someone use branches as a centerpiece on pinterest, and that is where I got the idea for these. The tiny owl ornaments that I found at JoAnns were the perfect touch!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiepd2XikuLgR0dPacPNB79xoIizpfCa5603mCaQgPmH7aMWAIMVVGBsmZ60e8R9GcLxaiyBuWMa72nb3cFe3_YdYFeClCJfrMDk0LM4ZYFtYBLssjSUfEOCqLVNkl81iBvy8GVIl7C8V4/s1600/DSC_0752.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671702114532588114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiepd2XikuLgR0dPacPNB79xoIizpfCa5603mCaQgPmH7aMWAIMVVGBsmZ60e8R9GcLxaiyBuWMa72nb3cFe3_YdYFeClCJfrMDk0LM4ZYFtYBLssjSUfEOCqLVNkl81iBvy8GVIl7C8V4/s400/DSC_0752.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt1R82ncDuV_hEThqqT37dOQ9Oed1q5pRotO0kLsUWiaOELzDenoGC4LbL1QmMDAuYTOAPI2h75BiZSlsARRhd-L32GaAeL9WJb4kYgaOHNiOyBR3eKiFsALLaFeeDSNAtsqSyqlptcQ0/s1600/DSC_0755.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671702400600989794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt1R82ncDuV_hEThqqT37dOQ9Oed1q5pRotO0kLsUWiaOELzDenoGC4LbL1QmMDAuYTOAPI2h75BiZSlsARRhd-L32GaAeL9WJb4kYgaOHNiOyBR3eKiFsALLaFeeDSNAtsqSyqlptcQ0/s400/DSC_0755.JPG" /></a> Allie gave owl notepads to the girls and green owl bags to the boys.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaEZjBAzz6FUTV7iD9gp0UXZVZj6-EuwzdhnqVYrsLJwANGapbusEXyo9ySD8fdqsvXK3vqcn7fnVe-6qjB8O9_Rs3V0rWrc9cA56XJatgu6krc1wkV22KbpvObxTRc4o0bmsejDeT4e8/s1600/DSC_0772.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671707254225725298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaEZjBAzz6FUTV7iD9gp0UXZVZj6-EuwzdhnqVYrsLJwANGapbusEXyo9ySD8fdqsvXK3vqcn7fnVe-6qjB8O9_Rs3V0rWrc9cA56XJatgu6krc1wkV22KbpvObxTRc4o0bmsejDeT4e8/s400/DSC_0772.JPG" /></a> Here is the birthday girl!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUv55rkCna57Q_m3q4S8P_zvcPePOF6GYQ22eCw0Skel0Y-XVHkYwLvQudAil2naRAtrysKtiFeHu-ncbtqs_-cpwXnnL7f3yR9zMC8nzbqWuONPkxIZhlpSxSI3sTzJk3QlZepup88ho/s1600/DSC_0762.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671702799677702562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUv55rkCna57Q_m3q4S8P_zvcPePOF6GYQ22eCw0Skel0Y-XVHkYwLvQudAil2naRAtrysKtiFeHu-ncbtqs_-cpwXnnL7f3yR9zMC8nzbqWuONPkxIZhlpSxSI3sTzJk3QlZepup88ho/s400/DSC_0762.JPG" /></a> Certainly the CUTEST detail at the party was the awesome cake made by <a href="http://kirkumscakes.webs.com/">Jen Kirkum of Kirkum Cakes.</a><br /><br />Brace yourself for some serious adorable-ness!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCuoP8bzXnDzdD9zVsDaV7ml_ZSRWHR9de7ouvDxjYJn-rG21E_zqhf-f5gMUPl6eAJxr2debch4PLZuRB25A6WT-Xq-UK_RT0QcOP-Z_z7ztt-fH6ejW2tWfkzTKo-hytsZe8247QpGE/s1600/DSC_0743.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671704201438912770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCuoP8bzXnDzdD9zVsDaV7ml_ZSRWHR9de7ouvDxjYJn-rG21E_zqhf-f5gMUPl6eAJxr2debch4PLZuRB25A6WT-Xq-UK_RT0QcOP-Z_z7ztt-fH6ejW2tWfkzTKo-hytsZe8247QpGE/s400/DSC_0743.JPG" /></a> I just set it right on the cake stand my mom gave Allie to use on all of her special occasions in life, and added some branches around the bottom!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH_vaRPDNdXvGelMgc_wiN5NV5MUt23ZBlTL5FMi68GfoGLpLl3HG11nvOLTORYxZ_0tmsFAM0_SWSu7Cedg2e4kdJGoOWqtls0rQPayD7UwdpR8rsuIwMjQK8Pe3MhLm1LYlsVK7Fkx0/s1600/DSC_0744.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671704415667177314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH_vaRPDNdXvGelMgc_wiN5NV5MUt23ZBlTL5FMi68GfoGLpLl3HG11nvOLTORYxZ_0tmsFAM0_SWSu7Cedg2e4kdJGoOWqtls0rQPayD7UwdpR8rsuIwMjQK8Pe3MhLm1LYlsVK7Fkx0/s400/DSC_0744.JPG" /></a> This is what it looked like with a few up lights and when we lit the candles.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrJuIYHcO2nxcKbJN3QsETqxcZMkCU7QaLpR5cIZj3UUv8rVi3KWykzD2jJHjBO_j-npTpkszPoFxhl9aj2YlOvYLY3DgGVvPPSiJvuH5dQ-yCflem7lcC_s4vvPTgf_xI-TVatbfDMlE/s1600/DSC_0777.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671704927657550114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrJuIYHcO2nxcKbJN3QsETqxcZMkCU7QaLpR5cIZj3UUv8rVi3KWykzD2jJHjBO_j-npTpkszPoFxhl9aj2YlOvYLY3DgGVvPPSiJvuH5dQ-yCflem7lcC_s4vvPTgf_xI-TVatbfDMlE/s400/DSC_0777.JPG" /></a> After we lit the candles, big-brother-Eli helped Allie blow them out. Allie yelled, "Eli, you are not supposed to blow the candles out!" So, we lit them again, and she got to do it all by herself!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9FW2OTv7fn1keKowzl5BglhuR4gs9IAyTyDD3cavBAc_FgAOtpjD1Sazk2tNys4FGh2LPxW_suYHvLKSOs4EcIHK3J8FnRsZbmsZ5Um9jDw1MSs2AdPsTlYtWpNWkYVVgw-m6wIYKGbQ/s1600/DSC_0776.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671705267044132146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9FW2OTv7fn1keKowzl5BglhuR4gs9IAyTyDD3cavBAc_FgAOtpjD1Sazk2tNys4FGh2LPxW_suYHvLKSOs4EcIHK3J8FnRsZbmsZ5Um9jDw1MSs2AdPsTlYtWpNWkYVVgw-m6wIYKGbQ/s400/DSC_0776.JPG" /></a> For those of you who have known our family a while, you know that Allie's arrival into our family was a pretty big surprise! The triplets were only just over 9 months old when I found out I was pregnant with her. 9 months later I found myself with 4 kids under 2! Then just two and a half months after that, Brady was diagnosed with cancer. That first year of her life was really consumed by Brady's surgeries and treatment. In so many ways that makes me sad. Many of the wonderful memories I should have of her first months are clouded by all that occurred as we fought for Brady's life. However, I believe that God knew just what we needed during that dark time. We all needed a beautiful new baby to remind us that life goes on, happiness can always be found, and that we could still have some joy in the midst of darkness.<br /><br />We love you Allison Elizabeth! It's okay that you are turning 3...but how about you hold off on getting any older for a long, long time:)<br /><img src="http://i908.photobucket.com/albums/ac283/stepsforbrady/sig.jpg" />Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-26443941867644313542011-09-16T23:15:00.001-04:002011-09-16T23:15:17.585-04:00September Fun<p>The big kids are in preschool each morning from 8:30 until 11. This means that I get lots of one on one time with my baby, I mean almost 3 year old, Allie. </p> <p>I absolutely love it.</p> <p>I love just being able to get things done and have her alongside me. I love just  having one small person making demands, messes, and noises rather than 4 for at least part of my day. </p> <p>Things like just sitting in the kitchen, her eating an apple and me catching up on work, make me so happy.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-EMnsE58QpPc/TnQQcYT0MkI/AAAAAAAAD94/T4C0X09KOMQ/s1600-h/DSC_0303%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0303" border="0" alt="DSC_0303" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-EulgJkR5DZw/TnQQc6usGII/AAAAAAAAD98/FrfX7R3plkY/DSC_0303_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a></p> <p>She can be a handful in the group, but one on one she is delightful and affectionate. I get many kisses, lots of hugs, and we can talk to each other uninterrupted.</p> <p>Eli, Cara, and Brady have only been in UPK for a week and a half, but I have already seen so many changes in them. They spend a lot of time singing their songs from school, telling me how cool it is when I say “s” words as it is their letter of the week, and then there have been little surprises like this…</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-1onj-zLEQjU/TnQQdo-7duI/AAAAAAAAD-A/bfLmPCvO454/s1600-h/DSCN3703%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSCN3703" border="0" alt="DSCN3703" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/--NS-iXatHzE/TnQQd0hvQjI/AAAAAAAAD-E/572aeRSQlKU/DSCN3703_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a></p> <p>Eli couldn’t wait to show me this! I told him how impressed I was that he could tell me the names of these letters. He responded, “No mommy. I wrote this for you. It says Mommy Loves Eli.”  </p> <p>Wow. He’s a genius. A very, very sweet genius.</p> <p>This afternoon the kids and I went to Brown’s Berry Patch with some other local moms. It was a gorgeous day and I really wanted to get some great pictures of the kids. Mission accomplished! </p> <p>Apple picking </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-08K9biMNYis/TnQQehCS7aI/AAAAAAAAD-I/kfn3ZU5gtLQ/s1600-h/DSC_0308%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0308" border="0" alt="DSC_0308" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-moKr8MB0MWc/TnQQfAsYWZI/AAAAAAAAD-M/x-FdlwweoDc/DSC_0308_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="251" height="323" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-9OhpXUR5BPQ/TnQQfumXxUI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/i_DZPec6QNg/s1600-h/DSC_0311%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0311" border="0" alt="DSC_0311" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-cKjRcdaEmeI/TnQQgBj_QsI/AAAAAAAAD-U/QyXshXhSEVI/DSC_0311_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="315" height="217" /></a></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Kvq37OBIUDw/TnQQg8i9awI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/Y__9feEirLE/s1600-h/DSC_0319%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0319" border="0" alt="DSC_0319" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-F9duiAEu_IE/TnQQhT7iakI/AAAAAAAAD-c/qr5mkS9CoFU/DSC_0319_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="366" height="251" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Bnbtge79C3k/TnQQh4gLptI/AAAAAAAAD-g/jpFAcTqek1o/s1600-h/DSC_0322%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0322" border="0" alt="DSC_0322" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-lPIbqzWmdfc/TnQQiZjrywI/AAAAAAAAD-k/Vao1Ii4-ku0/DSC_0322_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="357" height="245" /></a></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/--G4sbq5VcFY/TnQQiy93LdI/AAAAAAAAD-o/dCxH-YMXGgg/s1600-h/DSC_0323%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0323" border="0" alt="DSC_0323" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-YL8SmMwTT9Y/TnQQjISaX6I/AAAAAAAAD-s/83MbiJ2by0U/DSC_0323_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="232" height="352" /></a></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-V8AItSs1F7Q/TnQQj4DZzAI/AAAAAAAAD-w/ThlWiJZs6nI/s1600-h/DSC_0328%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0328" border="0" alt="DSC_0328" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-i6UERWszacE/TnQQkKfa9tI/AAAAAAAAD-0/zHu4el7-sCk/DSC_0328_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="237" height="359" /></a></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-3oWfIPFq39M/TnQQk3wxOHI/AAAAAAAAD-4/IiEs_2TaAFE/s1600-h/DSC_0329%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0329" border="0" alt="DSC_0329" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-SC30O18eWEs/TnQQlVPiH-I/AAAAAAAAD-8/bzsRJ1KtGSQ/DSC_0329_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="233" height="353" /></a></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-YWSk0_pbw-k/TnQQlxY03II/AAAAAAAAD_A/Zjh2iOW7oXY/s1600-h/DSC_0333%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0333" border="0" alt="DSC_0333" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ScQjXsZBBKo/TnQQmAKl-aI/AAAAAAAAD_E/c1Qd2XJnPVE/DSC_0333_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="229" height="347" /></a></p> <p>On our way there, I told the kids that we would be picking apples and there would be a playground. A few minutes later, Eli said from the back seat, “Okay Mom. I have a plan. You can pick the apples and we will play on the playground.”</p> <p>Pictures like this will forever be etched in my memory. </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4pliG1E15XE/TnQQnBXrWII/AAAAAAAAD_I/FvBFJFrYcCg/s1600-h/DSC_0345%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0345" border="0" alt="DSC_0345" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-17vYii1FAtE/TnQQn_f4dII/AAAAAAAAD_M/huYT-KTdGj0/DSC_0345_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="383" height="263" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-A59AB4QfTpc/TnQQobCbzUI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/xeqltWmyw6c/s1600-h/DSC_0370%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0370" border="0" alt="DSC_0370" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-HzZintQUH5E/TnQQojl_GnI/AAAAAAAAD_U/wfAbJ1_JM_g/DSC_0370_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="367" height="252" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-JR3fSjDmeTY/TnQQpYOU93I/AAAAAAAAD_Y/eZpnWo8rrac/s1600-h/DSC_0374%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0374" border="0" alt="DSC_0374" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-qI71g-xbJBM/TnQQpxFnZtI/AAAAAAAAD_c/2fc14Dy0FDI/DSC_0374_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="372" height="255" /></a></p> <p>This next one made me laugh. Triplets +1 <img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-VxDCQDG3lq8/TnQQqHhlakI/AAAAAAAAD_g/SHt4eEDDH0s/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800" /></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-iNRhQH09_Gk/TnQQq66Zt6I/AAAAAAAAD_k/JPoDTs3kYrk/s1600-h/DSC_0383%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0383" border="0" alt="DSC_0383" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-mVbgMQxk8rQ/TnQQra5Bh_I/AAAAAAAAD_o/DC0Dau8z0zc/DSC_0383_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="373" height="256" /></a></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-OOS-J8MX1dI/TnQQr9lK7LI/AAAAAAAAD_s/e1LFddYMtUI/s1600-h/DSC_0397%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0397" border="0" alt="DSC_0397" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-t0ddS5Yi5Dk/TnQQsLWiUCI/AAAAAAAAD_w/aoYM8pg1q1U/DSC_0397_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="227" height="346" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-CWHgjdQ2IH0/TnQQtPMf-0I/AAAAAAAAD_0/3gao8J-MKWE/s1600-h/DSC_0391%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0391" border="0" alt="DSC_0391" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Uuz_dcEPiOI/TnQQtV8Bj5I/AAAAAAAAD_4/NxDm1oZoyQc/DSC_0391_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="349" height="240" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/--0sO5ulBSFo/TnQQuES9zUI/AAAAAAAAD_8/ZQmUlAd4V24/s1600-h/DSC_0393%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: left; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0393" border="0" alt="DSC_0393" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-k5K1tv8m-nI/TnQQuVhMcMI/AAAAAAAAEAA/tLvW_FZU5M8/DSC_0393_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-0VjbEvRBJ2I/TnQQvJaeINI/AAAAAAAAEAE/raB5ep-XMGo/s1600-h/DSC_0401%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0401" border="0" alt="DSC_0401" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-cSXDM8bwr-M/TnQQvSQAvsI/AAAAAAAAEAI/nAEpqkBpiQg/DSC_0401_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-JgK6PggeNKs/TnQQv2DELQI/AAAAAAAAEAM/YgmlzZK9k8I/s1600-h/DSC_0403%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0403" border="0" alt="DSC_0403" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-p-23Q6GYaCo/TnQQwaWq1mI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/YFyCpifpTfI/DSC_0403_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="293" height="340" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-U7M63CNNlYo/TnQQwgCwVoI/AAAAAAAAEAU/PksRot104uI/s1600-h/sig%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="sig" border="0" alt="sig" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ThxcZVTpU7o/TnQQxK2soxI/AAAAAAAAEAY/C0qp6ieAigI/sig_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="154" height="53" /></a></p> Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-60802035724991951502011-09-12T23:32:00.002-04:002011-09-12T23:36:49.764-04:00Lemonade SuccesOh gosh. I haven't updated about the lemonade stand!<br /><br />Well, we had great success again.<br /><br />Not because of anything we did, but because of the wonderful support of our friends, family, and community.<br /><br />With all of that support, we raised $1,065 during our two day event. All of that money has been sent to the Alex's Lemonade Stand Foundation in honor of our survivor Brady Andrew Williams.<br /><br />It was a strange weekend, weather wise. It was muggy and sunny, then cloudy and breezy, then it was rainy, quite rainy and cold.<br /><br />Despite all the changes in weather conditions, we stuck it out and sold out of all of our baked goods and sold lemonade as best we could!<br /><br />Our 3 year total in donations is now over $5,000. I'm just thrilled about that.<br /><br />Thank you to each and every person who donated, volunteered, baked, and purchased something. I got to share our story several times and proudly displayed our family's testimony on a sign for all to see. To God be the glory:)<br /><br /><img src="http://i908.photobucket.com/albums/ac283/stepsforbrady/sig.jpg" />Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-8387267010102784932011-09-08T22:24:00.002-04:002011-09-09T13:41:13.830-04:00School Days<p>When I was pregnant with the triplets, I had this recurring dream.</p><br /><p>In my dream I was looking out the front door of our home on a rainy September day.</p><br /><p>I was looking out the door and just down the brick walk were my three kids walking away from the house toward the school bus. </p><br /><p>In my dream they were standing side by side, with backpacks on, holding hands on their way to school. </p><br /><p>I didn’t get it then. I didn’t get how it would feel once I actually knew those three kids. I didn’t know how my heart would break in such a happy/sad way as I let them go away from the safety of our home and my arms.</p><br /><p>Flash forward 4 and 1/2 years later. My triplets didn’t ride the bus to school this week, but they did leave their mommy to start UPK 5 mornings a week in the big school!</p><br /><p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-zF4Z50ueVzk/Tml2nrN9QnI/AAAAAAAAD8g/Qimv7e05fPE/s1600-h/DSC_0273%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0273" border="0" alt="DSC_0273" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-1YH3TfQ8XyY/Tml2n5mJzrI/AAAAAAAAD8k/ApLkDLJk8rU/DSC_0273_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="230" height="355" /></a></p><br /><p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-IDGYRTuR41k/Tml2spxampI/AAAAAAAAD8o/a0Vp8FgximQ/s1600-h/DSC_0222%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0222" border="0" alt="DSC_0222" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-VmlHT0BpNuA/Tml2tSFTXbI/AAAAAAAAD8s/pQ7aY3chxNM/DSC_0222_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="362" height="249" /></a></p><br /><p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Q6xi6k07pCM/Tml2ywOFO-I/AAAAAAAAD8w/MhLGUlJ8deU/s1600-h/DSC_0243%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0243" border="0" alt="DSC_0243" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-qlnyJbK13XU/Tml225oUdDI/AAAAAAAAD80/JMDidHGDSQs/DSC_0243_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="198" height="300" /></a></p><br /><p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-DKsyOMloh1g/Tml279BhlzI/AAAAAAAAD84/40kj2KfRVVU/s1600-h/DSC_0232%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0232" border="0" alt="DSC_0232" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-H9RNABncmwo/Tml28MyMwLI/AAAAAAAAD88/k5T29p1LCUc/DSC_0232_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="367" height="252" /></a></p><br /><p>That same dream crossed my mind so many times when Brady was sick. I can’t tell you how fearful I was that I would never see that dream come true.</p><br /><p>But it did, even though it looked a little different than I thought. And with the joy I felt on Wednesday came a sense of guilt and sadness that so many mommies have lost their precious babies before they can kiss them off to school. I know that is depressing. However I can’t be honest with you if I don’t tell you that every milestone we encounter is now a mix of happy/sad/guilt/joy. It just is. </p><br /><p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-zcaZEdjAKSU/Tml4v3pLV5I/AAAAAAAAD9E/RayeAhiKHQY/s1600-h/DSC_0240%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0240" border="0" alt="DSC_0240" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Kan8h4tZf60/Tml4wdDDH9I/AAAAAAAAD9I/K-alVz9-xG4/DSC_0240_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="213" height="323" /></a></p><br /><p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wghTNbOMIp0/Tml4w3zNvJI/AAAAAAAAD9M/MmJRsUqRMQs/s1600-h/DSC_0237%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0237" border="0" alt="DSC_0237" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-q0tNSf7z840/Tml4xRG4H7I/AAAAAAAAD9Q/g8ZiTXOxZ8M/DSC_0237_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="346" height="238" /></a></p><br /><p>I love these guys so much! They are so different, so uniquely perfect. I can’t wait to see what they accomplish and what adventures come their way!</p><br /><p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-t4AHon5gMvg/Tml4yMirtUI/AAAAAAAAD9U/6nVZlt_qpb0/s1600-h/DSC_0281%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0281" border="0" alt="DSC_0281" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-FaHTm2VuMLw/Tml4ydw00fI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/K4tnvHTw_o4/DSC_0281_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="350" height="240" /></a></p><br /><p>And how awesome is God for giving me one more sweet child to hold on to…just for a little longer<img style="BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-LlNiT7owbeQ/Tml4yrP_pHI/AAAAAAAAD9c/ndetROYuqzA/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800" /></p><br /><p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-8m5DdC7dJFU/Tml4zUTZjRI/AAAAAAAAD9g/xtIlFkkO9NI/s1600-h/DSC_0214%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0214" border="0" alt="DSC_0214" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ynm8wE6KxdM/Tml4z1I27YI/AAAAAAAAD9k/-UZQBiIn8Zg/DSC_0214_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="384" height="264" /></a></p><br /><p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-dXBZtJlIt9Q/Tml40cDSfII/AAAAAAAAD9o/0XcI0u91zjo/s1600-h/DSC_0248%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0248" border="0" alt="DSC_0248" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Z5P2NMcV1Uo/Tml40_sVQCI/AAAAAAAAD9s/j66DVOL0S58/DSC_0248_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="373" height="256" /></a><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ASd8_m2O_9U/Tml41Lom58I/AAAAAAAAD9w/CLs2MW5tZ8o/s1600-h/sig%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="sig" border="0" alt="sig" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wxa9yZYsg7U/Tml4191h6rI/AAAAAAAAD90/2tbc-mouLDU/sig_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="154" height="53" /></a></p>Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-73076100925008061602011-08-15T22:06:00.001-04:002011-08-15T22:06:34.248-04:00Calling All Volunteers!<p>Thank you to all who donated funds to purchase supplies for our stand! This event would not be possible without the generosity of those who give beforehand. Your donation will be multiplied many times over as we take our small budget and use it to generate a BIG donation to the Alex's Lemonade Stand Foundation! All proceeds from our 2 day lemonade stand and bake sale will go directly to the foundation!</p> <p>The next goal is to have volunteers lined up to help with baking and for the two day event. Please see times below and let me know if you are interested!</p> <p>Baking Day Volunteers: Saturday September 3rd  4pm until ? at the Oakfield United Methodist Church</p> <p>    I would love to have a team of 8 people to help bake.</p> <p>1. Chris S.</p> <p>2. Mom</p> <p>3. Kristina C.</p> <p>4. Sara B.</p> <p>5.</p> <p>6.</p> <p>7.</p> <p>8.</p> <p>Stand Volunteers: Oakfield Town Park during the Community Days Celebration</p> <p>Sunday September 4th</p> <p>2:00-4:00   1.______________ 2.______________</p> <p>4:00-6:00   1. ___________  2.________________</p> <p>6:00-8:00   1. __________ 2._________________</p> <p>Monday September 5th</p> <p>10:00-12:00 1._____________2.______________ 3.______________</p> <p>12:00-2:00   1.____________2.____________ 3.__________________</p> <p>2:00-4:00    1.__________  2.______________</p> <p>4:00-6:00    1.____________ 2.______________</p> <p>6:00-8:00   1.__________2.___________</p> <p>Thank you!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-yCYCUSPPugw/TknQpKRdr5I/AAAAAAAAD8Q/ZaVimdDYQIY/s1600-h/March2009_001%252520%252528320x240%252529%252520%2525282%252529%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="March2009_001 (320x240) (2)" border="0" alt="March2009_001 (320x240) (2)" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-g3NgPPWBgco/TknQpsKECcI/AAAAAAAAD8U/1OcLIw1uZFA/March2009_001%252520%252528320x240%252529%252520%2525282%252529_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-h73ZuMuk6yU/TknQpyjFwOI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/Ucv3oBGF_Ec/s1600-h/sig%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="sig" border="0" alt="sig" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ZGqQ0mjyGn8/TknQqfPV09I/AAAAAAAAD8c/irScoruSj0k/sig_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="154" height="53" /></a></p> Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-39212155823825153782011-08-07T21:02:00.001-04:002011-08-07T21:02:40.156-04:00KIDS GET CANCER! YOU CAN HELP!<h1></h1> <h1></h1> <p> </p> <p align="center"><font size="5" face="Candara">Announcing Our 3rd Annual </font></p> <p align="center"><font size="5" face="Candara">Alex’s Lemonade Stand!</font></p> <p><strong>What:</strong> 3rd Annual Alex's Lemonade Stand and Bake Sale to benefit the Alex's Lemonade Stand Foundation. 100% of money raised will go to this foundation aimed at finding cures for pediatric cancers.</p> <p><strong>Where:</strong> Oakfield Community Days Celebration at the Town Park on Drake Street in Oakfield (formerly Labor Daze)</p> <p><strong>When</strong>: Sunday September 4 and Monday September 5</p> <p><strong>Why:</strong> In 2009 our family was introduced to the world of pediatric cancer when our son Brady was diagnosed with Neuroblastoma. Once you experience pediatric cancer firsthand, you are forever changed. We have committed ourselves to help raise money to find cures for children with cancer. There are many cancer organizations out there. Sadly, some of the biggest of these do not fund pediatric cancer research efforts in an equitable way when compared to adult cancers. We have chosen to support Alex's Lemonade Stand (among others) because they are a reputable organization with a 4 out of 4 star rating through Charity Navigator.  This means that they minimize overhead and administrative costs and that the most money possible goes to fight pediatric cancer.</p> <p align="center"><strong><font size="5">How can YOU help?</font></strong></p> <p>There are 3 ways to help:</p> <p><strong>1.Be a Stand Volunteer:</strong> We need stand volunteers willing to work a 2 hour shift(s) on Sunday September 4 and Monday September 5. I will post volunteer shifts soon! The job is easy...make lemonade, serve lemonade, swat away bees, and sell baked goods!</p> <p><strong>2. Be a Baking Volunteer:</strong> I need a team of people who enjoy baking to donate 4 hours of their time to help bake the products we will sell. We will be selling lemon cookies, lemon poppy seed muffins, and lemon bars. We will be baking at the Oakfield United Methodist Church and our baking day will most likely be Friday September 2 in the evening. Last year my team was AMAZING and I try very hard to have everything organized so that the process is efficient.</p> <p><strong>3. Be a Stand Sponsor:</strong> 100% of money earned doing the 2 day event will go to the foundation. Therefore, there is a need for $300 to be raised ahead of time to fund supplies. If you or your business/organization are willing to donate for this purpose, your contribution will be used to buy supplies (lemonade, cups, ice, packaging,paper products,  ingredients for baked goods, fees).</p> <p>In our first two years (2009 & 2010) we have raised a total of $4,181. It is our goal to exceed the $5,000 mark this year!</p> <p>If you are willing to help in any of the above ways, please let me know. (FB message or email mwilliams91@rochester.rr.com)</p> <p>At this point I am just trying to gather names of wonderful people who are willing to help. There will be details to follow!</p> <p>Thank you SO very much-</p> <p>Meg</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-d624x1eVKb0/Tj81rS99-sI/AAAAAAAAD8I/KTq_MRj_wQ0/s1600-h/20%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="display: inline" title="20" alt="20" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-g5IJMmmaE6M/Tj81rk0EQJI/AAAAAAAAD8M/lsSUZQX0sOQ/20_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" height="240" /></a></p> Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-66082350198572181292011-07-30T23:04:00.001-04:002011-07-30T23:04:40.389-04:00Seabreeze<p><font size="3" face="David">It has been quite a while since I have stopped by. My friend recommended that I put a message on the blog that says, “Gone Fishing. See you in the Fall!”</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="David">As you may have guessed, my blog hiatus was due to the busyness of life and more specifically, summer!</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="David">The kids finished T ball and then started soccer. We have had play dates, VBS, and most recently a week with my sister and her family from Minnesota. It is always the best week of our summer, and this year did not disappoint!</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="David">I have many, many pictures to share and will have to do so a little at a time! Our first adventure was our annual trip to Seabreeze amusement park in Rochester. The 15 of us have such a great time there. I have written about my love for this place before, but I’ll say it again! Seabreeze is a wonderful place to go for families with any age children! This is something for everyone there and it is small enough to easily do everything in a day! </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="David">Here are a few pictures from our day starring my kids, my nieces Aubrey and Natalie, and my nephews Evan and Ryan.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-cK4DR5mpFTI/TjTF08qqNrI/AAAAAAAAD4c/y3hSeVrIyXc/s1600-h/img_4900%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4900" border="0" alt="img_4900" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-U0KCSmWUWzo/TjTF1N5xjSI/AAAAAAAAD4g/eZjyQh45bCU/img_4900_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-iM-UpmNxjvQ/TjTF1ijFTGI/AAAAAAAAD4k/sAJmjP2oRxM/s1600-h/img_4902%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4902" border="0" alt="img_4902" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4ST5YjqciZg/TjTF13LQ1sI/AAAAAAAAD4o/cKVS8rrpqFE/img_4902_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-iaqjb23YJT8/TjTF2Z50T_I/AAAAAAAAD4s/btdE3aAGogU/s1600-h/img_4905%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4905" border="0" alt="img_4905" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-641kGbCUXz8/TjTF243wNMI/AAAAAAAAD4w/HN1xF7ljCUg/img_4905_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4sp2EH4XVvI/TjTF3U2mlsI/AAAAAAAAD40/9ab7veoHemY/s1600-h/img_4906%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4906" border="0" alt="img_4906" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-BIvVS3JFtvA/TjTF3jT4GWI/AAAAAAAAD44/W1shygCobV8/img_4906_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-2tcGxsSx1jg/TjTF4GoscZI/AAAAAAAAD48/qgB-t7Et29U/s1600-h/img_4910%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4910" border="0" alt="img_4910" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/--qH2PvnXXL0/TjTF4omffVI/AAAAAAAAD5A/W3Y74gYZfKM/img_4910_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-y57ZmWDSQQ8/TjTF5VjYaJI/AAAAAAAAD5E/jXyz9OCsH9Y/s1600-h/img_4913%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4913" border="0" alt="img_4913" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-uUH9meZwrLg/TjTF5sMLlcI/AAAAAAAAD5I/9zzIZ_p21UE/img_4913_thumb%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="177" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-yEVW3JRpA3A/TjTF6NtbiXI/AAAAAAAAD5M/eTH7r-j1GBc/s1600-h/img_4914%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4914" border="0" alt="img_4914" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-W_cErckToIA/TjTF6jWTr2I/AAAAAAAAD5Q/luCMuxkphMw/img_4914_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="231" /></a><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-0-i52rt98s8/TjTF7Fqs3sI/AAAAAAAAD5U/O95tc4YHO4Y/s1600-h/img_4915%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4915" border="0" alt="img_4915" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-IRr3v_UDeWs/TjTF7Y8AchI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/5rC6qJ_LkiQ/img_4915_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="217" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-N60Wywi4SA8/TjTF8NoKxyI/AAAAAAAAD5c/HTyI5NrKSjE/s1600-h/img_4916%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4916" border="0" alt="img_4916" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Grshs7mDVW8/TjTF8uFNF5I/AAAAAAAAD5g/kf_qYu03FOc/img_4916_thumb%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="223" height="244" /></a></p> <p>I LOVE this picture of Brady and Ryan! Evan and Ryan take SUCH good care of their younger cousins.  Brady was holding on for dear life and Ryan was holding him so tightly! </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-epK5cxYe0vU/TjTGBp60miI/AAAAAAAAD5o/oh8r-AYWWsw/s1600-h/img_4920%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4920" border="0" alt="img_4920" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-MoA13N0nFtk/TjTGB7ES8NI/AAAAAAAAD5s/duYWlMFIi_0/img_4920_thumb%25255B6%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="317" /></a></p> <p>And how sweet is Allie blowing kisses at us! She was such a good girl. Did I mention we were there from 10:30am to 10pm?</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-QldstcRzqxE/TjTGCoir61I/AAAAAAAAD5w/rKnxYRU8_bA/s1600-h/img_4923%25255B8%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4923" border="0" alt="img_4923" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-i47VG1aLonA/TjTGCxsW_zI/AAAAAAAAD50/B3YQ55hfkyE/img_4923_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="216" height="244" /></a></p> <p> </p> <p>My four goofballs. I’m so proud!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-5zFBehM2a_M/TjTGDCuVYlI/AAAAAAAAD54/a1eO9flp2V4/s1600-h/img_4925%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4925" border="0" alt="img_4925" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Jw-LkF1-k-Y/TjTGDSlVN9I/AAAAAAAAD58/oSoGgqT-Y0w/img_4925_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-iRPgLfaMvXU/TjTGDyZFg_I/AAAAAAAAD6A/RuyRE_kdoHQ/s1600-h/img_4926%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4926" border="0" alt="img_4926" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-S9nzNBo4nE4/TjTGEUp-_FI/AAAAAAAAD6E/QPVmA57HuZQ/img_4926_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-IQ_plKOiB5g/TjTGE_LKQNI/AAAAAAAAD6I/cENDel9HXwo/s1600-h/img_4927%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4927" border="0" alt="img_4927" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-w9C_kH_FhKI/TjTGFDOI4EI/AAAAAAAAD6M/7zVWjNckf_U/img_4927_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-MjmxEzljjo0/TjTGFed8OmI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/LSqVvXXKteQ/s1600-h/img_4928%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4928" border="0" alt="img_4928" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ddUBn-C8iG8/TjTGGMYCkgI/AAAAAAAAD6U/hLzDGGcU0YY/img_4928_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a></p> <p>We actually did the waterpark first. We packed lunches and were able to eat right in the waterpark at a few picnic tables in the shade. It was awesome and another big reason why I love Seabreeze more than Darien Lake. </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ukD85HiLCT0/TjTGGrg3IQI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/Qr2nseNFFPs/s1600-h/img_4868%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4868" border="0" alt="img_4868" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-6cTYRX2jIEg/TjTGG9IylYI/AAAAAAAAD6c/Ic-yc_ggQVg/img_4868_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-cEy4S3RKApw/TjTGHcbprSI/AAAAAAAAD6g/C_u8Wct9p3Y/s1600-h/img_4869%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4869" border="0" alt="img_4869" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-P4ukz_hxBnk/TjTGH2CgZXI/AAAAAAAAD6k/ee5qN6lub6M/img_4869_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-cUztwYhP7yw/TjTGIdeUckI/AAAAAAAAD6o/xg0RPob4vKI/s1600-h/img_4870%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4870" border="0" alt="img_4870" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-qYAdZlcfazo/TjTGIhuyHgI/AAAAAAAAD6s/SSm8W1CGn9k/img_4870_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-wdqKT9tekQs/TjTGJMI0q9I/AAAAAAAAD6w/NwsMsnTUNDk/s1600-h/img_4871%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4871" border="0" alt="img_4871" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-poiiiASI6UE/TjTGJu_QvTI/AAAAAAAAD60/guK05yMQVBQ/img_4871_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a></p> <p>How funny are my boys kind of chasing each other down the waterslide!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-JNK9OTI7JPU/TjTGJwI24JI/AAAAAAAAD64/S0XSXbcYwVE/s1600-h/img_4872%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4872" border="0" alt="img_4872" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-oeL2Uvm3JUs/TjTGKCNJ6FI/AAAAAAAAD68/thRMFrOQJSo/img_4872_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-uJqYJEEb6vg/TjTGKnVir6I/AAAAAAAAD7A/oXHJyrvxTDU/s1600-h/img_4874%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4874" border="0" alt="img_4874" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-IQLxeln8CyM/TjTGK9bXVhI/AAAAAAAAD7E/GPm7OSXGzNk/img_4874_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-b9BMLqUnWog/TjTGLb9g9OI/AAAAAAAAD7I/Or68OARWerQ/s1600-h/img_4875%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4875" border="0" alt="img_4875" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-WJmRqW5avzA/TjTGL-yA7mI/AAAAAAAAD7M/G9VnzgQJGfc/img_4875_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-wRtHAiQ5X8A/TjTGMeIn3FI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/HCizXZnURuc/s1600-h/img_4876%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4876" border="0" alt="img_4876" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-_sFCabxJyqw/TjTGM3pNJ1I/AAAAAAAAD7U/_ze99ZLOIBU/img_4876_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-GgzL5mmnSDI/TjTGNfmIQRI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/JKTCAC6xo4Q/s1600-h/img_4877%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4877" border="0" alt="img_4877" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-g1hK0o0GOS4/TjTGNgjMSeI/AAAAAAAAD7c/JI_KiOcN6dA/img_4877_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-PCneDoJk1ic/TjTGOL5J4tI/AAAAAAAAD7g/DG28pD5mBJQ/s1600-h/img_4878%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4878" border="0" alt="img_4878" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-YDBgeHG0K7E/TjTGOoKDUFI/AAAAAAAAD7k/j-W24AMngm0/img_4878_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-dmgPbyvR3K0/TjTGO4kiQmI/AAAAAAAAD7o/MCf9MK2xlLc/s1600-h/img_4879%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4879" border="0" alt="img_4879" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-DdPsOaBz3CM/TjTGPQ6x0RI/AAAAAAAAD7s/fTBV5QyI1s0/img_4879_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-RKH88xXLvz4/TjTGP-xfo8I/AAAAAAAAD7w/p6Umf6Idh6w/s1600-h/img_4884%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4884" border="0" alt="img_4884" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-rXtk8z06ZSA/TjTGQI0yzTI/AAAAAAAAD70/_qZ8gikTz2c/img_4884_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-yrcg2Drckaw/TjTGQqVJcRI/AAAAAAAAD74/DMaFLhm2YK0/s1600-h/img_4885%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="img_4885" border="0" alt="img_4885" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rb7yXM8NdO8/TjTGRM_wdeI/AAAAAAAAD78/tp0IGE3K_pE/img_4885_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="208" height="314" /></a></p> <p>What a great day! The kids were awesome for all 12+ hours of fun. There was a ton more fun planned for the week. More to come!</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-UUe43k40DEs/TjTGRdo78XI/AAAAAAAAD8A/gYwfJX32uls/s1600-h/sig%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="sig" border="0" alt="sig" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-BZMDqhUnvf8/TjTGR2TBs5I/AAAAAAAAD8E/1_tRm_K2Ghs/sig_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="154" height="53" /></a></p> Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-46299519683359958932011-06-19T20:58:00.004-04:002011-06-19T21:04:42.798-04:00The Best is Ours<div align="center">Eli, Cara, Brady, and Allie have the best daddy in the world.</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7-uSGBlcMhTXQ48Cf0002Yj-DT3VqTXZDJO6MhSFAT4GrdZUNZ5BzkhSGRiIUhM9cxEF9BNgiJ36NHyI1N6yjdTxSB4OCqj3cP7P2m51nBDkXBS6ItEwBs1KOaWJHq8_3OvVaTjU65U/s1600/DSC_0952.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620100837774906594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7-uSGBlcMhTXQ48Cf0002Yj-DT3VqTXZDJO6MhSFAT4GrdZUNZ5BzkhSGRiIUhM9cxEF9BNgiJ36NHyI1N6yjdTxSB4OCqj3cP7P2m51nBDkXBS6ItEwBs1KOaWJHq8_3OvVaTjU65U/s400/DSC_0952.JPG" /></a> There is no one better to take them by the hand and lead them through life. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Happy Father's Day Matt. We all love you so much.</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><img src="http://i908.photobucket.com/albums/ac283/stepsforbrady/sig.jpg" /><br /></div>Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-31175911860665715902011-06-15T14:39:00.001-04:002011-06-15T14:39:59.420-04:00Minnesota<p>Already the middle of June! Since I’ve last stopped in to blog  (can’t believe it has been a few weeks!) we had our 3rd annual yard sale. It is an enormous amount of work, but very worth it in the end! We were blessed with one great day of sunshine for the sale and the second day was an exciting mix of rain, thunder, and lightning! It feels so good to earn some money and get rid of things!</p> <p>Then just 5 days after the sale, Cara and I headed out to Minnesota for a long weekend with my sister and her family. They have a new home on a lake and we got to see everything for the first time. I am so glad that I decided to take one of the kids with me (and thanks to my sister and her hubby for Cara’s plane ticket!) I rarely get quality one on one time with any of the kids, other than doctor’s appointments. Cara did a great job traveling and enjoyed every minute of being doted on by my nephews!</p> <p>Despite the fact that we packed a lot of fun into the 5 days we were there, I had a lot of mental down time. I wasn’t constantly attending to the needs of small people, preparing meals, cleaning up meals, doing laundry, or disciplining! It was a very nice change of pace.</p> <p>Here are a few pictures from our trip:</p> <p>Cara and my sister Melissa (Auntie Lissa)</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-sp4k1ijbHME/Tfj8Q7-gJ-I/AAAAAAAAD24/3Re_fcTPUg0/s1600-h/Cara%252520and%252520Melissa%252520in%252520MN%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Cara and Melissa in MN" border="0" alt="Cara and Melissa in MN" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-a2xGBtmoYpY/Tfj8Rq3sW9I/AAAAAAAAD28/zW2Pzb68djI/Cara%252520and%252520Melissa%252520in%252520MN_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="351" height="241" /></a></p> <p>My nephews Evan and Ryan with Cara at Battle Lake. They fought over who got to hold her hand, sit by her, and buckle her in her car seat!</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-FdaqwCV4FA4/Tfj8SOw6XZI/AAAAAAAAD3A/sm1g2F6XlF0/s1600-h/Cara%252520and%252520Boys%252520on%252520Battle%252520Lake%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Cara and Boys on Battle Lake" border="0" alt="Cara and Boys on Battle Lake" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-0NKCyvnu2Xk/Tfj8SnMRCiI/AAAAAAAAD3E/izYHqmYgauo/Cara%252520and%252520Boys%252520on%252520Battle%252520Lake_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="354" height="243" /></a></p> <p>Uncle Jerry farms 1,500 acres in Western Minnesota and has some pretty cool machinery. Cara and I became acquainted with our first John Deere combine. </p> <p>Tell me this picture isn’t hilarious?!?! If you know me at all, you know that I’m not known for being an “outdoor girl!” </p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-UaG6CBhWF3I/Tfj8TEDHFFI/AAAAAAAAD3I/rr7yWmft7CU/s1600-h/Meg%252520on%252520combine%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Meg on combine" border="0" alt="Meg on combine" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-CLiFArLK4FE/Tfj8TWSH-yI/AAAAAAAAD3M/AkN-THGB310/Meg%252520on%252520combine_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="417" height="286" /></a></p> <p>Uncle Jerry took Cara and Ryan for a 45 minute ride out to the farm in the combine! I hear that Cara colored in her princess coloring book for most of the ride. </p> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwV_49RoWg0yE4Sv43uWNPjxec5rLO35rhru-Es9FBifaQix5oZ8FyIAOlGy0iJ-CkOzBXNg8Cw_Reh4lLIXB-NwohTE8m8UFPXUFHRODYu2xld4kEi7PucwuWi3mqvy8mdwHocmpZXJg/s1600-h/cara%252520and%252520mommy%252520by%252520combine%25255B7%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="cara and mommy by combine" border="0" alt="cara and mommy by combine" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-j_snp5YJB6A/Tfj8Up8u1CI/AAAAAAAAD3U/-rNGbg43mWM/cara%252520and%252520mommy%252520by%252520combine_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="267" height="405" /></a></p> <p>My sister has a beautiful home that sits on the highest point around Ten Mile Lake. To get to the water, you have to walk down 50 steps to their dock. I think I may have been lamenting about the walk back up the steps in this picture!</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BLpz6pPk0i8/Tfj8VLZfjHI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/X7H0OZZ1KYY/s1600-h/down%252520the%252520stairs%252520to%252520the%252520lake%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="down the stairs to the lake" border="0" alt="down the stairs to the lake" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-bDGP7PQkOC0/Tfj8VqQ1k5I/AAAAAAAAD3c/c-XIBLMMD3g/down%252520the%252520stairs%252520to%252520the%252520lake_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="224" height="340" /></a></p> <p>We had lots of fun fishing for bass and sunnies from the boat. We didn’t actually catch any because we weren’t the best at staying quiet. Cara, Auntie Lissa, and I did not care much for the leeches that were used as bait…ugh.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-P6pnjcJWzJc/Tfj8aizQVUI/AAAAAAAAD3k/9VXcIHj72-k/s1600-h/meg%252520fishing%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="meg fishing" border="0" alt="meg fishing" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3oVN60fpLkY2wQzEfTW8bBQ4xddhGPwkxwe2FPIF1o0omuYaphWpc6a8P5yD8dbFeKu6nFrKO3zxn5gP_R8wQfWX711LviDGGGTwBHwRjUAyHYELYTD7nJ5ENjjxenyz4f4qpDhUWBBw/?imgmax=800" width="404" height="277" /></a></p> <p>Ryan and Uncle Jerry did catch a few fish early one morning and had to bring Cara outside to show them off.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-0jgnQgEebBw/Tfj8bitlXbI/AAAAAAAAD3s/-SJmt2p7pVk/s1600-h/Cara%252520and%252520boys%252520with%252520fish%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Cara and boys with fish" border="0" alt="Cara and boys with fish" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4avwKiNEuPA/Tfj8cAKfwRI/AAAAAAAAD3w/cRflcEZKIps/Cara%252520and%252520boys%252520with%252520fish_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="396" height="272" /></a></p> <p>I have so many special memories from our trip. I am hoping to maybe bring the boys in the next year or so and hopefully our whole family someday! Although we joked that Uncle Jerry will need to buy a party boat if we all come<img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-KPIdli_6uxA/Tfj8chp8kQI/AAAAAAAAD30/4FZ2Ky2bvPo/wlEmoticon-smile%25255B2%25255D.png?imgmax=800" /></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-5N_0RwndSSY/Tfj8dLwYVaI/AAAAAAAAD34/62igpOKs-Nw/s1600-h/Auntie%252520Lissa%25252C%252520Cara%25252C%252520and%252520Meg%252520on%252520boat%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Auntie Lissa, Cara, and Meg on boat" border="0" alt="Auntie Lissa, Cara, and Meg on boat" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-aWqqKttW6sA/Tfj8dpPKeQI/AAAAAAAAD38/2X-eKBSsSFE/Auntie%252520Lissa%25252C%252520Cara%25252C%252520and%252520Meg%252520on%252520boat_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="379" height="260" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-qf5G58Y8Qs8/Tfj8eJUR4LI/AAAAAAAAD4A/f_vXbb5W32Q/s1600-h/Cara%252520and%252520mommy%252520on%252520battle%252520lake%25255B7%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Cara and mommy on battle lake" border="0" alt="Cara and mommy on battle lake" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-zh7dIHUIf3E/Tfj8euvex2I/AAAAAAAAD4E/XvuBrqcfGZw/Cara%252520and%252520mommy%252520on%252520battle%252520lake_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="249" height="378" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-8n_FXS70Dvs/Tfj8fJc2y9I/AAAAAAAAD4I/W__TDGRPtaU/s1600-h/sig%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="sig" border="0" alt="sig" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-AtoRx1DgRG4/Tfj8fYlWv3I/AAAAAAAAD4M/64T6bE7q_eg/sig_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="154" height="53" /></a></p> Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-44244601668732102062011-05-28T21:50:00.001-04:002011-05-28T21:50:43.293-04:00Heavy<p>What an emotional week.</p> <p> Lot of ups. Lots of downs. </p> <p>Just a heavy, emotional week.</p> <p>Cara’s first dance recital was Thursday and Friday nights.That meant 2 nights of dress rehearsals and 2 nights of performances. She did great each and every time. She tapped, she sang, and she let that big Cara personality shine! Of course the highlight for her was getting to wear makeup!</p> <p>The best part was that Cara got to share the whole experience with cousin Aubrey.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-AtXtuw37-y4/TeGmTkt1UVI/AAAAAAAAD2M/E9SktPHH1CY/s1600-h/DSC_0833%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0833" border="0" alt="DSC_0833" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Axudj-nfBUA/TeGmT7jmhvI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/XtJGvIYhfwI/DSC_0833_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="325" height="223" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-t8DsvNdq7Yo/TeGmUtoyYdI/AAAAAAAAD2U/AeEnMvDxCSk/s1600-h/DSC_0838%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0838" border="0" alt="DSC_0838" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-LG2HyAgXJDU/TeGmVLfh3PI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/tIcR-RMXzSc/DSC_0838_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-DhmEBWqvEgU/TeGmVlTJARI/AAAAAAAAD2c/h7xJE2mR2Fc/s1600-h/DSC_0844%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0844" border="0" alt="DSC_0844" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-9qqrlZbTFng/TeGmV5JyJgI/AAAAAAAAD2g/5Yq2Mkfi96g/DSC_0844_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-8ZApFwWidds/TeGmb2a-4QI/AAAAAAAAD2o/fJ-x8GJsbw4/s1600-h/DSC_0861%25255B8%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0861" border="0" alt="DSC_0861" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-DdZrPAaFdHA/TeGmcNsGSiI/AAAAAAAAD2s/YZ_FYyIl64A/DSC_0861_thumb%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="268" height="349" /></a></p> <p>We have our final MOPS (Mothers of Preschoolers) meeting this week. This is always a special time when we invite a speaker to share their personal testimony of faith with our ladies. It was a blessing to pray for a dear friend who shared this year. She did an amazing job and I know that hearts were changed! On the same day in the morning MOPS group, I shared my testimony. Even though I have done so quite a few times now, the process for preparing to share so personally is emotional. I had the opportunity to talk with several moms after the meeting who could identify with parts of my story. Many of them are suffering in areas of their life and were blessed by the hope I was able to share through my story. </p> <p>A dear friend of mine is going through something unimaginably difficult in her life. She has been on my heart so heavily all week. It has been an honor to pray for her and to ask those in our church family to do the same. </p> <p>We also had our final meeting with Brady’s physical therapist, Linda, this week. Brady has been seeing Linda for over 2 years now. During our first appointments with her in the spring of 2009, Brady was barely able to stand! Back then we were traveling twice a week to see her, about 50 minutes each way. She was able to establish such a great rapport with our reluctant boy back then. They were quick friends and Brady has looked forward to his “Linda” visits ever since. In the past year we have only been going to PT once a month, kind of like a maintenance visit. Brady has been achieving and exceeding goals almost every visit in this past year. Linda and I both knew that by the end of this school year he would no longer qualify for services. I shared a while back that Brady did indeed show that he was an “average joe” when Linda completed his annual review testing. It is a bittersweet accomplishment as we knew he no longer would need PT, but that we would have to say goodbye to our dear Linda. She made the trip from Rochester to see Brady at preschool on Thursday. I think I cried three or four times leading up to that morning! She is such a treasure and we are forever grateful for all that she has done for us!!! </p> <p>Today Brady and I went to the Michael Napoleone Memorial Foundation’s Baseball Tournament. We have been blessed to participate for the past three years in the awareness ceremony at this event. To read more about this amazing local charity, click <a href="http://www.michaelshope.org/">here</a>. I was able to briefly share about our story and how this charity helped us financially and personally during Brady’s illness.  Brady stood next to me the whole time enjoying his very first ring pop! Another special friend of ours, named Griffin, also shared his story as a cancer survivor! He is an amazing 4th grade boy who so eloquently and bravely spoke about how cancer affected his life. I couldn’t help but think ahead a few years and wonder if Brady will ever want to stand before a crowd like Griffin and advocate on behalf of pediatric cancer. It was just amazing.</p> <p>That wasn’t all! As we were leaving a man approached me and told me and told me that he would be praying for Brady. He had tears in his eyes as he told me that his nephew also had Neuroblastoma. I asked this next question even though the pain in his eyes told me the answer, “How is your nephew doing?” He continued to tell me that his nephew had passed away after seeking treatment in Buffalo and in California. He told me that he understood what an awful disease Neuroblastoma is and how happy it made him to see Brady doing well. He repeated again that he would be praying for Brady and I thanked him. I don’t even know if this man was local, but I will never forget his kind face, the sadness in his eyes, and his sweet promise to pray. I’m always amazed when I’m able to connect with another person so powerfully, in such a brief moment…all because of cancer.</p> <p>It has been heavy. My heart rejoiced and broke a few dozen times this week. Life is amazing like that, isn’t it?</p> <p>2 Corinthians 1:3-4</p> <p> Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,</p> <p> the Father of compassion</p> <p> and the God of all comfort,  </p> <p>who comforts us in all our troubles, </p> <p>so that we can comfort those in any trouble</p> <p> with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. <br /><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-5tX6VJXbEv8/TeGmcX8pxRI/AAAAAAAAD2w/8QtXl-OO8bY/s1600-h/sig%25255B2%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="sig" border="0" alt="sig" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ixlrv55B8No/TeGmcp5WJiI/AAAAAAAAD20/yIYN17tCT5o/sig_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="154" height="53" /></a></p> Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-22625489840364689662011-05-18T20:33:00.002-04:002011-05-18T20:50:42.194-04:00T Ball or Comedy ShowBeing that my kids are the youngest on their T Ball team, I guess we shouldn't have expected all-star-like play from them. They are really trying hard and certainly we have seen some improvement since week one. In all honesty though, it is about 10% baseball and 90% comedy.<br /><br />Take for example tonight's game.<br /><br />1.We waded through the muddy baseball park to the field in the way-way back. We dropped the kids off in the dug out and went to sit on the bleachers. It was about 5 minutes later when I realized I still had Cara's glove. She had no idea whatsoever that she was missing anything.<br /><br />2. Eli stepped up to the plate tonight and spent the first few minutes admiring the bat, the T, and anything else in sight. He finally got ready to swing and hit the ball a solid 8 feet or so! He took off for first base and about 10 steps in, the weight of that big batting helmet won the gravitational battle between it and all 32 pounds of his body. He tripped and fell helmet first on the ground. It was so funny, it really was. He got right up, straightened out the helmet, and made it to first base.<br /><br />3. Sweet Cara. She is a piece of work. She gets up to bat and when she swings you would swear the bat weighed 100 pounds. It usually takes about 5 or 6 tries before the batting coach will just swing with her to hit it. The greatest part of the whole thing is when Cara does funny things like tell the coach that he needs to fix her hair first, or like tonight when she stopped and used the end of the bat to draw a line in the dirt on which to stand. No matter what she does at the plate, she always trots to first and then turns to us with the most pleased look on her face. She waves, she smiles, and she thinks she is fabulous. And she is.<br /><br />4. Brady boy is a quiet boy on the field. He seems to pay the most attention to what is going on, but like Eli and Cara, isn't quite ready to field the ball. When it is his turn to bat, he usually gives it a pretty good hit after a few tries. The very best part about watching him, is to see his big smile as he runs to first base. Well, it's great to see his smile and to laugh as his pants start to fall down as he runs!<br /><br />5. Our kids our usually the last ones in off the field. The coaches prod them along and tell them to "hustle." Tonight we all cracked up as we saw Eli pulling a reluctant Cara off the field by her ponytail!<br /><br />So even though it is much more of a comedy show than anything else for our family, I'm happy they are playing baseball. They are learning the game, getting some fresh air, and making us laugh twice a week. Life is good.<br /><br /><br /><img src="http://i908.photobucket.com/albums/ac283/stepsforbrady/sig.jpg" />Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-21650725654613011692011-05-14T22:12:00.001-04:002011-05-14T22:12:24.164-04:00A Full House<p>It was kind of a madhouse here tonight. We invited our good friends over and also had our nieces for the evening. My philosophy is always “the more the merrier” when it comes to our home, and it was very merry.</p> <p>Here is our quaint little dinner party for 4 adults and 8 children, all 4 and under. </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82bIM3aAI/AAAAAAAAD1A/ZIFzDqZfqUM/s1600-h/DSC_0792%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0792" border="0" alt="DSC_0792" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82bbOyp-I/AAAAAAAAD1E/uhcoiLmd47Q/DSC_0792_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="344" height="236" /></a></p> <p>If you don’t see child #8, he’s there in the car seat on the floor next to his momma<img style="border-bottom-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; border-left-style: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82bo0z3qI/AAAAAAAAD1I/9ge_6H8KfHM/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" /></p> <p>The kids ran, created messes, and were loud enough to make good conversation tough. It was great. The adults sat, snuggled the baby, and enjoyed a pot of coffee. That was great too!</p> <p>After our company left for the evening, it was time for the kids and their cousins to get in their pjs. Several episodes of Tom and Jerry followed.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82b8iip2I/AAAAAAAAD1M/AjEX3s6XJ9U/s1600-h/DSC_0807%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0807" border="0" alt="DSC_0807" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82cSHzdHI/AAAAAAAAD1Q/H73TV1aM2Do/DSC_0807_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="186" height="282" /></a></p> <p>How many preschoolers fit on our couch? About 6.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82c9etaRI/AAAAAAAAD1U/6rgepmk92fQ/s1600-h/DSC_0798%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0798" border="0" alt="DSC_0798" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82dJNauAI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/oMs_Wlh3Rr4/DSC_0798_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="337" height="232" /></a></p> <p>60 toes to be exact.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82d8LvN9I/AAAAAAAAD1c/OaQRf69WHhc/s1600-h/DSC_0801%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0801" border="0" alt="DSC_0801" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82ePW5vUI/AAAAAAAAD1g/4RkItimxmac/DSC_0801_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="350" height="240" /></a></p> <p>There were kisses.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82e4GYgeI/AAAAAAAAD1k/xKx2CtsHm2k/s1600-h/DSC_0806%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0806" border="0" alt="DSC_0806" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82fLwYtLI/AAAAAAAAD1o/9QddkyJeDtc/DSC_0806_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="248" /></a></p> <p>And best of all, a lot of love. </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82f8dXSUI/AAAAAAAAD1s/Q641YQQ8F4o/s1600-h/DSC_0802%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0802" border="0" alt="DSC_0802" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82gDaoL0I/AAAAAAAAD1w/z6mUyQWWujE/DSC_0802_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="351" height="241" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82hBs9ZQI/AAAAAAAAD10/RnWo3ht3P3g/s1600-h/DSC_0804%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0804" border="0" alt="DSC_0804" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82hXXhsrI/AAAAAAAAD14/Ki2ULdJKnXo/DSC_0804_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="346" height="238" /></a></p> <p>Family and friends are the best.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82hqWFKYI/AAAAAAAAD18/boJflxbIpRc/s1600-h/sig%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="sig" border="0" alt="sig" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tc82h5b4a4I/AAAAAAAAD2A/ib1yXEHIl64/sig_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="154" height="53" /></a></p> Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-5743159831708175252011-05-11T20:55:00.000-04:002011-05-13T16:26:54.877-04:00The Best Part?<p>In the eyes of a 4 year old…</p> <p>perhaps the best part of T Ball is…</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tcsv3N0RE1I/AAAAAAAAD0Y/hC3LJERC-KI/s1600-h/DSC_0789%5B5%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0789" border="0" alt="DSC_0789" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tcsv3e1ZIkI/AAAAAAAAD0c/UEX9J3JQJMQ/DSC_0789_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="220" height="336" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tcsv35DsALI/AAAAAAAAD0g/87uh02K5Dnk/s1600-h/DSC_0776%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0776" border="0" alt="DSC_0776" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tcsv4THxsFI/AAAAAAAAD0k/rKYqaJnCTI0/DSC_0776_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="221" height="335" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tcsv4_kLaXI/AAAAAAAAD0o/FyZaIj5jGnA/s1600-h/DSC_0786%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0786" border="0" alt="DSC_0786" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tcsv5SvCxEI/AAAAAAAAD0s/mzJz1Qh1ToU/DSC_0786_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="220" height="333" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tcsv59MWshI/AAAAAAAAD0w/lhb4jAARg7I/s1600-h/DSC_0791%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC_0791" border="0" alt="DSC_0791" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tcsv6TX8fyI/AAAAAAAAD00/9Hd0UwKXIb8/DSC_0791_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="341" height="234" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tcsv6n4e2JI/AAAAAAAAD04/MEqH2FH0qd4/s1600-h/sig%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="sig" border="0" alt="sig" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tcsv68T9jBI/AAAAAAAAD08/MY3uiVMAL3k/sig_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="154" height="53" /></a></p> Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074334139822079663.post-30708565746002975392011-05-01T23:07:00.003-04:002011-05-02T09:00:38.752-04:00Victory<p><span style="font-size:100%;">Back in 2009, weeks after Brady’s diagnosis, I kind of claimed a Bible verse to represent our family’s struggle.</span></p><br /><br /><p><span style="font-size:100%;">2 Corinthians 5:7</span> </p><br /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:Reprise;color:#4f81bd;">FoFF<span style="font-family:David;font-size:180%;"> For we walk by faith, not by sight.</span></span></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;">As a Christian I knew that only by trusting in the Lord would I survive the nightmare we found ourselves in without being destroyed by it. So that is what I did. That is what <em>we</em> did.</span></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;">We were told by a specialist in December of 2008 that because of suspected Cerebral Palsy that Brady would “hopefully learn to walk.” As a mother whose heart was breaking, I needed the doctor to clarify his diagnosis with in a more tangible way. I asked him, “Will he be able to normal things, like play T ball?”</span></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;">He kind of looked to the side and answered, “Brady will find lots of things he is able to do, T ball just won’t be one of them.” </span></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;">For the next month we mourned and we clung to our faith as our sight had been shattered. </span></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;">On January 21, 2009 we once again sat in front of the same doctor who told us that his diagnosis was wrong. Not cerebral palsy. Cancer. A form of cancer with a disgusting 55% chance of survival.</span></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;">How else could we carry on, but through faith? One day at a time. One step at a time. One prayer at a time. </span></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;">2 years and 4 months later, we claim a victory in Jesus’ name. Victory over the limits of a diagnosis. Victory over a tumor that sought to paralyze Brady. Victory over the limits of our sight. </span></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;">In the quiet of our hearts we celebrated this victory on Saturday, as we celebrated Eli, Cara, and Brady’s T ball parade and first game. </span></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;">We had faith that we would see this day, even when we were limited by our sight. </span></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;">Enjoy the pictures my sister in law (<a href="http://www.onlinepictureproof.com/kristenhammphotography">Kristen Hamm Photography</a>) and I took. </span></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"></span></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fnEzCZ7I/AAAAAAAADxM/boQow20Cv7o/s1600-h/%21cid_01D3F9BF-7FDE-4C29-AF02-D6F8D04D74A6%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_01D3F9BF-7FDE-4C29-AF02-D6F8D04D74A6@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_01D3F9BF-7FDE-4C29-AF02-D6F8D04D74A6@rochester_rr" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fnmH4wxI/AAAAAAAADxQ/z-a6MhZZuDY/%21cid_01D3F9BF-7FDE-4C29-AF02-D6F8D04D74A6%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="389" height="267" /></a></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fo_bSjcI/AAAAAAAADxU/IIEGG_E-i7M/s1600-h/DSC_0655%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0655" border="0" alt="DSC_0655" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fpAVNYLI/AAAAAAAADxY/zx9ItgB_F7s/DSC_0655_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="364" height="258" /></a></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fplxapDI/AAAAAAAADxc/aXEoQtKc8k0/s1600-h/%21cid_2A62E38D-6155-4DB8-A5E6-F8BFF56FD43C%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_2A62E38D-6155-4DB8-A5E6-F8BFF56FD43C@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_2A62E38D-6155-4DB8-A5E6-F8BFF56FD43C@rochester_rr" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fqBwAhOI/AAAAAAAADxg/GsIKgKzSL3M/%21cid_2A62E38D-6155-4DB8-A5E6-F8BFF56FD43C%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="238" height="361" /></a></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fqSvAb8I/AAAAAAAADxk/iMNHJyU7-jI/s1600-h/%21cid_6B6649BC-EBC0-4DC6-A65B-3870DBE43691%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_6B6649BC-EBC0-4DC6-A65B-3870DBE43691@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_6B6649BC-EBC0-4DC6-A65B-3870DBE43691@rochester_rr" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fqzatmrI/AAAAAAAADxo/rBMG5h1i3Nk/%21cid_6B6649BC-EBC0-4DC6-A65B-3870DBE43691%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="232" height="350" /></a></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4frCh95AI/AAAAAAAADxs/eFQV2TZz5kQ/s1600-h/%21cid_4F274835-B8F0-4601-B792-A9586D6DC939%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_4F274835-B8F0-4601-B792-A9586D6DC939@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_4F274835-B8F0-4601-B792-A9586D6DC939@rochester_rr" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4frsVx8fI/AAAAAAAADxw/KdVsWsMIgRE/%21cid_4F274835-B8F0-4601-B792-A9586D6DC939%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="228" height="346" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Brady and mommy.</p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fsuhF8cI/AAAAAAAADx0/e_qZPv7PoMc/s1600-h/%21cid_12B21A7D-3FBE-4BA4-97D8-11E471B1A1C1%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_12B21A7D-3FBE-4BA4-97D8-11E471B1A1C1@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_12B21A7D-3FBE-4BA4-97D8-11E471B1A1C1@rochester_rr" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4ftOTX_FI/AAAAAAAADx4/0opxSySizio/%21cid_12B21A7D-3FBE-4BA4-97D8-11E471B1A1C1%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="383" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Brothers getting ready to bat.</p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4ftdu4jUI/AAAAAAAADx8/P7VXYuTMINI/s1600-h/%21cid_8E1F39D2-D44C-4258-8A2A-AD5AB957EBDB%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_8E1F39D2-D44C-4258-8A2A-AD5AB957EBDB@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_8E1F39D2-D44C-4258-8A2A-AD5AB957EBDB@rochester_rr" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4ftk1kY7I/AAAAAAAADyA/c3rWdMmTTvM/%21cid_8E1F39D2-D44C-4258-8A2A-AD5AB957EBDB%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="383" height="263" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">The hats pushed the boys ears down and made then look a little like Dopey<img style="BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none" class="wlEmoticon wlEmoticon-smile" alt="Smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fuH21BJI/AAAAAAAADyE/T_ks3rNBjqw/wlEmoticon-smile%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" /></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fuWHFQaI/AAAAAAAADyI/IGWYwrAAp8s/s1600-h/%21cid_4A4A98A8-91EC-40B2-93DB-6ABF7486DC6B%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_4A4A98A8-91EC-40B2-93DB-6ABF7486DC6B@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_4A4A98A8-91EC-40B2-93DB-6ABF7486DC6B@rochester_rr" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4ful4aMmI/AAAAAAAADyM/gaxb-xfwMB0/%21cid_4A4A98A8-91EC-40B2-93DB-6ABF7486DC6B%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="384" /></a></p><br /><br /><p>The parade, followed by a 45 minute warm-up, and 1 1/2 hour game made for a boy who got tired out. Shortly after this photo was taken, Eli completely melted down and was done with T ball for the day.</p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fvAS5PKI/AAAAAAAADyQ/_IyGj3C6UNU/s1600-h/%21cid_9A0D81CC-DBA3-4688-A830-BA967CB12E6D%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_9A0D81CC-DBA3-4688-A830-BA967CB12E6D@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_9A0D81CC-DBA3-4688-A830-BA967CB12E6D@rochester_rr" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fvdfPNgI/AAAAAAAADyU/nBn4QtnjpJ8/%21cid_9A0D81CC-DBA3-4688-A830-BA967CB12E6D%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="268" height="407" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Run Brady!</p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fvzZT44I/AAAAAAAADyY/NZycw7Xfpq8/s1600-h/%21cid_10F096A5-A6C6-4603-9F62-E3006F88095D%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_10F096A5-A6C6-4603-9F62-E3006F88095D@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_10F096A5-A6C6-4603-9F62-E3006F88095D@rochester_rr" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fwoUqXTI/AAAAAAAADyc/Ej6nkRSU8OI/%21cid_10F096A5-A6C6-4603-9F62-E3006F88095D%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="247" height="375" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Proud Grandpa.</p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fw3b7ifI/AAAAAAAADyg/GYubzydLdLo/s1600-h/%21cid_5E64E187-43E3-4302-92DC-84BA73AD1451%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_5E64E187-43E3-4302-92DC-84BA73AD1451@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_5E64E187-43E3-4302-92DC-84BA73AD1451@rochester_rr" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fxRkEjOI/AAAAAAAADyk/0djYZvbxgRY/%21cid_5E64E187-43E3-4302-92DC-84BA73AD1451%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="246" height="373" /></a></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fxtWqVYI/AAAAAAAADyo/hH2LVDX1IFQ/s1600-h/%21cid_DFC99D4F-A5FF-47D9-B7D7-EAF1C0AA9953%40rochester_rr%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_DFC99D4F-A5FF-47D9-B7D7-EAF1C0AA9953@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_DFC99D4F-A5FF-47D9-B7D7-EAF1C0AA9953@rochester_rr" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fyFZd9SI/AAAAAAAADys/jL8ySUwJwWE/%21cid_DFC99D4F-A5FF-47D9-B7D7-EAF1C0AA9953%40rochester_rr_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="231" height="350" /></a></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fyY6GgzI/AAAAAAAADyw/WA_qKweXQgg/s1600-h/%21cid_47B89FB7-3A56-456F-ABB7-59CDE4D4A985%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_47B89FB7-3A56-456F-ABB7-59CDE4D4A985@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_47B89FB7-3A56-456F-ABB7-59CDE4D4A985@rochester_rr" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fzJPgvXI/AAAAAAAADy0/gHaIu46q1zc/%21cid_47B89FB7-3A56-456F-ABB7-59CDE4D4A985%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="263" height="399" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Sweet Eli hit the ball for the first time, promptly went picked it up, and then handed it to the pitcher.</p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fzVeuC8I/AAAAAAAADy4/G5YWWGYvZ-s/s1600-h/%21cid_6207C049-BCA8-48FC-A664-025F66405F31%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_6207C049-BCA8-48FC-A664-025F66405F31@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_6207C049-BCA8-48FC-A664-025F66405F31@rochester_rr" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4fz0kRuiI/AAAAAAAADy8/2MSibFnyvnQ/%21cid_6207C049-BCA8-48FC-A664-025F66405F31%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="268" height="407" /></a></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f0cmzV9I/AAAAAAAADzA/8NQW45QZ5G0/s1600-h/%21cid_91781DBF-89BB-4821-9B34-360260562D46%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_91781DBF-89BB-4821-9B34-360260562D46@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_91781DBF-89BB-4821-9B34-360260562D46@rochester_rr" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f015JyDI/AAAAAAAADzE/14c_qVJuxJw/%21cid_91781DBF-89BB-4821-9B34-360260562D46%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="266" height="404" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Brady is in the helmet. Notice the size difference between he and some of the “big kids” on the team. </p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f1XkqdLI/AAAAAAAADzI/xMBbctOX8mQ/s1600-h/%21cid_71A609BE-E9D3-431E-AD23-1B68B40EB0E8%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_71A609BE-E9D3-431E-AD23-1B68B40EB0E8@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_71A609BE-E9D3-431E-AD23-1B68B40EB0E8@rochester_rr" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f1y2zHpI/AAAAAAAADzM/eRw7SiaDS-Q/%21cid_71A609BE-E9D3-431E-AD23-1B68B40EB0E8%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="401" height="275" /></a></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f2YUO_lI/AAAAAAAADzQ/flf_0F_ug64/s1600-h/%21cid_88B87253-2ABC-422D-A3DE-34DB8AA7E5B0%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_88B87253-2ABC-422D-A3DE-34DB8AA7E5B0@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_88B87253-2ABC-422D-A3DE-34DB8AA7E5B0@rochester_rr" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f28iG4mI/AAAAAAAADzU/KE35ual0wyM/%21cid_88B87253-2ABC-422D-A3DE-34DB8AA7E5B0%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="264" height="400" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">I wanted to ask the coach to make the triplets’ numbers 1, 2, and 3. Matt thought it was corny and didn’t want me to make a big deal that they are triplets. How much do I love their coach for coming up with this idea all on his own?!? Even daddy thought it was precious!</p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f5YHpg3I/AAAAAAAADzY/m3yxHdRiPGQ/s1600-h/DSC_0664%5B4%5D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0664" border="0" alt="DSC_0664" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f5xln2lI/AAAAAAAADzc/Y-yuU0fDIOk/DSC_0664_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="340" height="273" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">This picture is just going to be a classic. Ha!</p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f6G1CewI/AAAAAAAADzg/vk3vlP6wjXk/s1600-h/%21cid_452DB5FE-22EB-49B0-9999-0DBB27D1F609%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_452DB5FE-22EB-49B0-9999-0DBB27D1F609@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_452DB5FE-22EB-49B0-9999-0DBB27D1F609@rochester_rr" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f6t5WZQI/AAAAAAAADzk/nLtKlf8xD_0/%21cid_452DB5FE-22EB-49B0-9999-0DBB27D1F609%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="262" height="397" /></a></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f7IJwpGI/AAAAAAAADzo/VKZqQBKW6ro/s1600-h/%21cid_0839A694-6B52-490C-A65D-9C33F6373B5B%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_0839A694-6B52-490C-A65D-9C33F6373B5B@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_0839A694-6B52-490C-A65D-9C33F6373B5B@rochester_rr" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f7mxdyTI/AAAAAAAADzs/eDgyDiR1U7k/%21cid_0839A694-6B52-490C-A65D-9C33F6373B5B%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="388" height="266" /></a></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f8NNFGvI/AAAAAAAADzw/bYRDoNFz8zY/s1600-h/%21cid_A4FC4E5D-CAF9-46FF-8A6C-11596B6A44D5%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_A4FC4E5D-CAF9-46FF-8A6C-11596B6A44D5@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_A4FC4E5D-CAF9-46FF-8A6C-11596B6A44D5@rochester_rr" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f8hnOrxI/AAAAAAAADz0/TBUWiERMlJU/%21cid_A4FC4E5D-CAF9-46FF-8A6C-11596B6A44D5%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="391" height="268" /></a></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f840uZ4I/AAAAAAAADz4/5CVkmlaVgjY/s1600-h/%21cid_FE8CF1C6-B204-4662-8BF5-41E7372A5C0E%40rochester_rr.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="!cid_FE8CF1C6-B204-4662-8BF5-41E7372A5C0E@rochester_rr" border="0" alt="!cid_FE8CF1C6-B204-4662-8BF5-41E7372A5C0E@rochester_rr" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f9ViZJeI/AAAAAAAADz8/E3ixlbzR6Kw/%21cid_FE8CF1C6-B204-4662-8BF5-41E7372A5C0E%40rochester_rr_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="241" height="365" /></a></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Airplane overhead! </p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f-DmiJ8I/AAAAAAAAD0A/HvzyVwXVk-I/s1600-h/DSC_0675.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0675" border="0" alt="DSC_0675" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f-5dqOCI/AAAAAAAAD0E/UHHlhHY8Alo/DSC_0675_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="249" height="378" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Come what may, we celebrate this victory!</p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4f_kce4VI/AAAAAAAAD0I/aEal6kCIYnU/s1600-h/DSC_0669.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="DSC_0669" border="0" alt="DSC_0669" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4gAOKpdpI/AAAAAAAAD0M/HvGslt664Zg/DSC_0669_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="294" height="346" /></a></p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4gAnp33dI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/AJLbDMPVoug/s1600-h/sig%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="sig" border="0" alt="sig" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7hZijHUFppw/Tb4gBJZsIGI/AAAAAAAAD0U/5zPsFH75hxc/sig_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="154" height="53" /></a></p>Meganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03714736648406955633noreply@blogger.com7