A Hot Mess

I am so far behind on my posts thanks to how busy Baldapalooza

is keeping me.

I can't not document that we had our last day with our dearest Maureen--

Kean's Occupational Therapist.

She's been a huge part of our family-- been coming to our home

for years (since Kean was a baby).

 In fact, some of you may remember, Kean called Maureen

"Mama" at least twice before he said it to me.

And I was fine with that.  Maureen is very much like a Mom

to all of us.  Byron even christened her "Mama Gump"

after she had Kean put in leg braces.

And it stuck.  We all love our Mama Gump

and will miss her coming to our home each week.

 I told you Baldapalooza was keeping me running.

Friday morning, oh how lucky, I got to get up before the sun

and be at Scentsy, our venue, at 4 a.m. for 24 live shots

with the local NBC weatherman.

That's Elizabeth Lizberg, the head of Camp Rainbow Gold

(the organization we are raising money for).

 In spite of the vampire hours, we got a lot of paper work

preparation done-- and had fun with this group.

 Then it was run, run, run-- had to get Greer and Reese

registered and then... are you sitting down?

I had to go register Kean

for Kindergarten

at a new school. 

Okay, so it was kinda creepy that I was likely the only

parent in the school without a child by my side.

Even though school starts Monday, Kean won't go until

mid-September (after he finishes Chemo).

I think he will adore his Kindergarten teacher:

Mrs. Hymas.

 And this is Mrs. Baker-- she is over special ed and will

be his one on one aid.

I was also quite relieved to recognize a couple of cute

little Kindergartners.  My cousin's daughter is in the class-- 

as is this munchkin-- she goes to our church and has been

over to the house twice to play with Kean as we prepare him

for school.

My dear friend Pam went with me-

first, to help me get through the day.

Second, so I wouldn't be by myself.

And third, to take pictures of everything.

We are going to make Kean a book with pictures of his class,

teacher, aid, cubby etc. to try and prepare him as much as possible.

Too bad, a little picture book cant help prepare this

mom for her baby to go to school on his own.

I can guarantee I will be a hot mess come September 14th!