Already? Really?

Let me set the stage for a shocking and funny moment compliments of our dude.

Tatum was jumping on the trampoline, quite happy and with no intention of stopping yet. Caleb was standing beside the trampoline doing his best to convince her that it was his turn. She wasn't having it. Caleb was told to be patient and wait his turn. He chose instead to do what he does best...reason with her.

The result (as heard by Tatum's daddy, Nathan):

"Tatum. Do you see that sign right there. It says, No Girls Allowed."

It didn't work. Nice try dude. Where in the world did you get that?

Life With A Cast

Thank You.

Thank you for your prayers and cards and encouragment and care packages. Thank you for loving our dude and wanting to help him feel better.

Thank You.

Because life with a cast sucks.

We are so incredably sad for our dude. Because he is sad. When he goes to give me a hug and whacks me with his cast by accident, he gets really sad. Just puts his head in my neck and holds on tight and just feels sad. When he couldn't play his computer game because he couldn't manipulate the mouse with his cast, he got sad. Bathtime was horrid, because there is no way the plastic bag is comfortable and it doesn't allow for fun bath-play. He got really sad. The weight of the cast and how it is rubbing his upper arm...sad.

We wish we could make it go away, but we can't. I can't make this better. Brian can't make this better. And five weeks seems like an eternity for our precious dude. All he has wanted to do all summer was go to Hawaiin Falls. We were supposed to take him this weekend. Now he can't swim and that is all he wants to do. If he tries to do normal Caleb things (like rough-house with Trevor, jump off furniture or twirl around like a little madman) he only hears, "be careful" or "Caleb you can't do that."

But there were so many things to make him smile this week and we are so grateful for every single one of them. For Grandmom coming to spend a few nights, for McKenna's little playdate and the new game she brought with her, for the card from Celina and the care package from the Brodies. For Trevor playing with Caleb like nothing had changed, for Uncle Matt's daylong playdate and for lego sent by Grammy and Pop. Thank you all. Every bit helps. Truly.

This really is hard. Noone wants to see their little blessing hurting and sad. We think that he is okay and coping, but in the unguarded moments we glimpse just how aware he is of his predicament and just how much he is hurting.  I am comforted knowing that Caleb is God's child more than ours; that He is wrapping His loving arms around our dude.

From Caleb. We told him the letters. He wrote them. He also reads now. Seriously. Words like enter, fresh, water...

Grammy and Pop sent Uncle Matt on a mission for them (they are in Canada). To the Lego store. The three of them spent the better part of an hour assembling Caleb's new treasure. Precious moment!

The masterpiece!

Boys and their toys.

Thank you for the smiles Uncle Matt!

Playing his favourite game...hide and seek!

I hid in the shower and got this jewel of a picture when he found me. Totally worth it.