Sorry, it has been awhile since my last post.  Our little man is just fine! 

The day of his surgery was so hard.  He was such a brave little boy, having a party in the hospital up until the time they took him away.  This is when I lost it.  That sweet little face looking at Bill and I like- aren't you coming with me?  I absolutely lost it.  Cried harder than I have, in years. 

His surgery was not long at all.  The poor receptionist felt horrible with how upset I was.  When they called and told her to bring me into a room because the surgery was over she actually went back to make sure so I didn't get upset again for no reason.  She was so sweet. 

He came through like a champ and is doing 100% better now.  Onward and upward to better things!  I leave you with a picture of our little man right before he went in for surgery.  I told my husband he needs a pony, but BOO he says no......