I should have thought to post this before. Friend and fellow blogger, Batman, had a family emergency a few days ago. His brother severely mangled his right hand working on a lawn mower. Post Here
His brother is a minister at a small church and relies on outside work to suppliment his income. Please be in prayer for Batman's brother, wife, and two children.
I just received an email from an old and dear friend. Their only child has a cancerous mass in his stomach affecting his kidneys. The doctors are doing a biopsy tomorrow to determine the kind of cancer and proper treatment. He's just turned 17 a few months ago. We've know him since he was two. He was my eldest son's best friend until they moved.
Bear - My husband, the man of my dreams, my other half
White Boy - Graduate who collects posters from work and plans on going to college, some day. Age 19
Gilligan - The "interesting" one who is always coming up with ideas. He's heavy into bass and has all he needs to build an amazing car audio system with lots of bass ... except a car. Age 16
Happy Gilmore - The precocious one. Has high straight A's and can kick anyone's ass. Age 14
Gomer - The snuggly one. Homeschooling at a rate that will have him completing his freshman year in 8th grade. Has had a crush on the same girl for 3 years. She doesn't know. Age 12
Princess - The only girl. Wants to be Taylor Swift. Age 10
The One With No Moniker - The life of the party. He screams a lot. Age 2