We've been in the hosptial since the fourth this time. It's been over two weeks, and it seems like forever. Henry, as always is such a little trooper. He's had mouth sores, ear bleeds, nose bleeds, and more shots than I can count. Yet, through it all, he loves to play and play and laugh. His laughter keeps us all going.


Chile Life is letting us borrow a little car to roam the hallways. Henry loves it when Owen pushes him around.
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