Flexible

My sweet son has learned to be flexible,
living with this disease.

He understands that surgery is pending,
and he won't be allowed to travel this summer,
let alone run with the bulls.

He accepts these disappointments
with such grace and maturity.

Usually.

But now my sweet son is insisting
on a graduation gift to Pamplona
and a chance to run with the bulls

after

he graduates

LAW SCHOOL!!!!!

(He has received his first acceptance letter!)

Tickets

We have tickets.

And while we still have many, many pancake tickets left to raise money....

the tickets I'm most excited about this evening are two airplane tickets to California...

because Steven won the YouTube contest!

We're thrilled beyond thrilled, amazed beyond amazed, and stoked beyond stoked to go to the VHLFA yearly conference in California.

And we're humbled beyond humbled that we only sent out a few emails...and so many people all over the world took the reins by sending emails to friends, posting on Facebook, and putting the notice on their blogs.

Thanks you so very, very much!

And as for the video...

We aren't videographers.
We aren't script writers.
We aren't directors.
We aren't photographers.
We aren't professional soccer players.
We aren't artists.
We aren't painters.

We are just a family forced to believe that nothing is impossible.
Steven is just a sweet boy in search of a cure.

Keep watching!
I promise you'll be inspired!

They Have Tickets!

Technically they had tickets.

My silly boys, one with a constant raging case of impulsive-itis and the other one long suffering from a chronic bout of Batman-blastoma, saw the very first showing of the new movie early, early this morning at 12:01 a.m.

Poor Daisy, sporting bat ears, had to suffer through the frenzy!

News Flash!

We have a book!






But we only have "a" book...as in one!








How was I to know that this would be the summer that David decided that he liked reading!

Hot Off the Presses

Prom, 2007