Not to cast a cloud on this thread but I thought I would share. My firstborn son just turned 4 at the end of January. December 9th he was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor. Later that month we were out sitting in a pile of leaves, enjoying a nice day that was warmer than usual. He said he wanted to look for deer, a past-time we would engage in at his grandfather's house, looking from his florida room for deer that cross his yard. So as we sat outside looking for deer he told me that when he gets bigger and bigger he was going to shoot a deer. Needless to say I was choked up.

On a brighter note, he's responding well to Chemo/radiation and his symptoms are gone. So maybe he will get that chance.