We’re going to be taking Carlos into Children’s Hospital tomorrow morning for his tosil and adnoid-ectomy. We’re all set here…the jello is made, the KoolAid ice cubes are made, he picked out some popsicles and Nana is on high alert to help out with whatever we’ll need. WHEW! I know it will all work out just fine, he’s a trooper, but I still stress out about it. He’s been a basket case the last couple days and I can’t blame him. We’ve explained as best we can what’s going to happen, but he’s 4 years old and it’s all still scary and unknown.

Keep our little guy in your thoughts and prayers!