Little Sammie Sweetheart!

This morning when I was brushing the tangles out of Sam's hair she was squirming and whining. I told her I was being as gentile as I could and that we could always get her hair cut so there wouldn't me so much to brush out.

Sam then began to cry and said "Mommy, I don't ever want to lose all my hair again." I really had to fight my own tears as I explained that it was the medicine to kill the cancer that made her hair fall out and that the cancer has been gone so long that the doctors think it will never come back.

I also told her "I decided back when you were a baby that if you ever got sick like that again and did lose your hair that I'd shave all mine too so that you wouldn't be the only one with no hair." Sam then looked at me. I could tell she was picturing me with no hair and she busted into one if her sweet giggles.

When Sam was in treatment we'd talk about how it was good that she was too young to worry about losing her hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes. I never would have thought she’d worry about it now. She is getting more and more grown up every day.

"Look Mom, I have a big bummble be butt."

"...I even have a stinger!"

She will always be my little Sammie Sweetheart.