A bonus day at home with Ty

The kid turns three and all of a sudden he starts saying the cutest things!  I love it.  It's so amazing to hear him talking up a storm, he's such a chatterbox these days.  Music to my ears, especially considering just 5 weeks ago I feared that he would never be able to talk normally, or eat solid food.  The pressure from the tumor on his cranial nerves had caused his speech and eating abilities to spiral downward, and now he seems to get better and better with each passing day.  Today he ate chicken nuggets, french fries, pizza, pretzels, cheerios, animal crackers and ring pops and he is going to the bathroom on the potty again.  Thank you, God. 

So happy we had this extra day at home.  It was beautiful outside today.  We were up really early so we decided to walk to the diner so I could get some coffee, and then Ty suggested we go to the beach.  Naturally, we had to bring ALL of his beach toys (which consists of about 15 different shovels and 20 different pails), his new Spiderman kite, his scooter (?), his Spiderman sprinkler (??) and his remote control cars (???).  Of course, the scooter, sprinkler and remote control cars stayed in the wagon, but he had piece of mind knowing they were there :)

We are leaving for the hospital at 5AM, so wish us luck!  I can only pray that he handles the chemo well, but more importantly, that the chemo kicks this cancer's a**!!!

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  1. mary zOctober 6, 2010 at 9:39 PM

    WHAT a perfect day to have pizza, french fries and chicken nuggets! YUM. Good luck tomorrow and were thinking of you, as always. mad love, mary and pete

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  2. Debi FossatiOctober 6, 2010 at 10:02 PM

    I wish you guys all the luck in the world!!! And I will pray that the chemo kicks a**!!! Love you guys!!!

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