A Little Cash

Wee Laddie slept until 9am this morning! That made us quite late to Kids’ Club, but we still went. I’ve been skipping out on swimming for quite some time now, but it’s a little easier to get us to Kids’ Club, and the running-around time is so great for Wee Laddie!

Talked to my mom tonight… a family friend (Page) and his wife (Teri) who had a baby 4 months ago have just learned that their baby, Cash, has been diagnosed with Spinal Muscular Atrophy (SMA) and is not expected to even make it to a year. They must be so utterly heartbroken… I cannot imagine what they are going through right now.

When I think of Page, I always am transported to his parents’ deck in Boulder, on the day that he discovered his mom’s latest attempt to hide tofu—in cheesecake. Page was holding his throat and screaming, “There’s tofu in the cheesecake? Tofu cheesecake! Aaagh!” And then there was the summer at their cabin near Durango where the older 3 of us finally got around to rigging up a fake Elektra Lake monster and Page (the oldest of the younger 3) just barely still believed that it might be real.

I like those thoughts better.