Joseph and Holly have started breaking in the house with their patented style of destruction and chaos. We have enjoyed our first week in Franklin and the kids are loving being so close to their grandparents and uncles Dave and Matt. Earlier last week we finally convinced Joe that it was time for a haircut. We were tired of the question from strangers: did he try to cut his own hair? On a side note, kind of like asking if a woman is pregnant, never do this. Anyways, Big Daddy, Holly and I accompanied him, and he did great until the end when he started crying saying, "What happened to my hair?" He didn't really like the buzzed look, but it looks a lot better than the weird patches he had before.
He is doing fine right now; we go this week for his first oncologist visit in Nashville for blood work, so you can pray for that to go well. He usually has a major freak-out when he realizes someone's going to access his port. Next month we'll go back to St. Judes for another follow-up scan.
I found out about another three year old boy who has GBM a few days ago on the internet. We put up his link to the side. Please check out his website and pray for him and his family as well.