Kung Fu Henry

What a difference a week makes!

Henry is sailing through radiation this week. He's eating two poptarts before he even leaves recovery, then asking for food. All. Day. Long. It's been fabulous.

He's so full of energy that he only spends a third of his time with both feet on the ground. Due to his newfound lankiness (not to mention the whole brain tumor thing) he is no longer the most coordinated kid on the block, so his efforts at achieving weightlessness have us a little on edge from all the falls. Other than the blue mark on his cheek that looks like we took after him with a baseball bat, he's been unscathed. So far.

He was feeling well enough this week to go see Kung Fu Panda at the theatre. "Woah" was the operative word.

We are so so grateful that he's doing better. He's excited to come home, and after tomorrow morning's treatment will hop in the car and head west.

Thank you all for checking in on him!!