In April, 2010, when Andrew was 2 1/2, a tumor was discovered behind his eye. The tumor was removed, but it was found to be an aggressive cancer. He endured seven months of chemo and six weeks radiation. In December of 2010, the day after his last treatment, he was rushed to the ER with an almost fatal bacterial infection. He survived.

He is now seven-years-old!! I don't visit here much, because during the ordeal, this is where I dumped everything--my rage, my fear, my sadness, my ugly, my hope, my everything. But I want all of you who supported and prayed for us to hear his updates. You helped me survive, and I am deeply thankful. Every once in awhile, I will check in to let you know how he's doing. Please continue to pray that cancer will never return to his body. Thank you.

Saturday, March 27, 2010


My 6-year-old has been learning to write. 
And I love it. 
I have a difficult time throwing ANY of his writing away.
The pile of paper is getting so big, I may soon be a candidate for "Hoarders."

It is so darn cute.

Especially when he writes things like this:

For those of you who do not read Kindergartenese, it says: 
"Mommy and Daddy
 I love you forever. 
Love, Aaron."

Melts my heart.

However, he has also been writing signs.
For his door. 

Once again, the translation:
"No Brothers Allowed.
Club Members only."

Notice the rip down the middle?  His "bruthrs" didn't like this one.

And it is a bit exclusive, don't you think? 
Especially since his "bruthr" shares the room.

And then there is this one:

"Boys Only. No Girls."

(I love her eyelashes and skirt.
Where did he learn to draw a girl like that?)

There are only three "girls" in this house.
Me, Maisy, and Ruby (the dogs).

 I reminded him that I am a girl.
"Am I allowed in?"  I asked.
"How will I read you stories?"

So  he added the exception clause (on the right):

"Big people girls only."


I can't wait to see what he learns next.



  1. At least he let you in the club. Whew!

    So cute. Evan hasn't started writing anything other than his name and trust me: it's all getting packed! Only a cold-hearted scrooge could throw these treasures out.

  2. Awww... sweet. My girls mad a no boys allowed sign and as rude as I thought that seemed, I didn't make them take it down because it was so artistic and cute.
    BTW... I love hoarders. It reminds me of my little pockets of hoardiness (I know that's not a word, but whatever) and gives me incentive to clean them up.

  3. Kindergartenese - I love it. I can SO relate! My daughter has done the EXACT same thing with the signs, etc...and love notes! This will crack you up -

    Thanks for stopping by my blog too! My best friend lives in the Phoenix area. Newly following you!


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