Braxton had his one-on-one with Grandma and Papa on Saturday morning. They ate an enormous breakfast and then went and got some running shoes.
Sometimes I have to stop and look at my Peanut and realize how lucky I am to have him around. Two months ago, I was told that he might not make it. He was oh, so sick. He was drowning in his own blood. I was terrified. I cannot imagine my life without this boy of mine. He is such a gentleman. He is a comedian. He is so genuine, and so sensitive. He is attitude with a flare. He is such a hardworker and such a great handyman!
Oh, how I love him. And his Grandma and Papa.