Two years ago, June 25, 2008, Kenyon got new life. Thanks to his big brother, Brett.
The new blood cells dripped into his chest through the port and a couple hours later he was a new guy. (that is the very, very simplified version of a long story.)
Last year we celebrated the 1st birthday with two fun parties. Life was definitely looking better. I am kind of wishing I had planned parties again because that was so much fun (thanks to some good people who made it happen - you know who you are :))
If you had asked me last year, how we would celebrate year 2 - I would have said that we would be in some great location totally relaxing and that this whole thing would be completely behind us. Not so much. I wish. Oh well. Maybe year 3.
But so my big questions are - is this the start of the Terrible Twos? Yikes. And what do you give a grown up two-year old on his birthday?
PS - We go see the orthopedic guy this next week so hopefully we will have some sort of update on his knees.