It was A Beautiful Day...
Here is "Grampa Cloy" making it all happen (not the sunshine and breeze, of course, that was God...) today. He hooked Noah up with a wagon and O2 tank and off we went. Cloy is the head honcho RT at the hospital and he is someone we really love! I hope you all get a chance to meet him some day because he is an exceptional man, wired deeply with a humble heart, and he knew it was this mom's dream to get her peanut out for fresh air for the first time in 11 1/2 weeks! Give it up for Cloy, people!

Noah loved his outing, though he doesn't remember it as he was worn out from his bath from earlier this morning. My folks watched him while I ran errands and
picked Em up from school. He has NO fever today and his face is looking so much better now that he's off the antibiotics. Day by day, one step at a time. When Jesus said not to worry about tomorrow as it has enough trouble of its own, I'm slowing learning that beautiful lesson.
What a big day! Noah not only adventured outside, but he had tummy time for the first time in 11 1/2 weeks, too! It was such a great day! Noah had special visitors...Bobby and Bebe, Big Sis, my new dear friend, Mandy and her friend, now ours, Tiago, from Brasil. The small world story that comes from that connection is AWESOME. God is so cool how He makes a world of 5 billion seem so small. Another way I was so blessed today is that I got to talk to one of my favorite people in the world, a woman who has spent a lot of time in the hospital with her children, whom I adore, and whose faith and strength astounds me... our lives are so rich in knowing wonderful people that love us and who we love in return. I'm without words...