19 Kids (15 boys?). 1 Sc00by. Several donuts and outside playtime in very cold weather (who could blame me, they needed to run around) but fun was had by all. I mean look at that photo. Let’s all agree right here the boy is a knuckle-head. A likable one like Gomer Pyle or Gilligan.

Thanks for Aunt Anne, Linda & Don, and the other parents that tried to keep the kids from having to go to the ER.

Yes. It was crazy that we had such a big party for Gage. But it is The Year of the Transplant and I wanted him to have the party he wanted, with all the kids he wanted to invite. Sue me.

I can tell you this: for The Year AFTER the Year of the Transplant? We’re basket weaving with no more friends than you can count on one hand.

My boy is eight. He’s wrapping his little brain around getting a kidney from PD#1 and he’s doing okay, all things considered. But my boy is EIGHT.