Britney's Got Nothin' On Her
Let's focus just on kids and parenting this morning. I want everyone who visits here to know about St. Baldrick's Foundation and the lengths parents are going to help fund research to fight cancer in children.
This afternoon, my friend Dixie is shaving her head to raise money for St. Baldrick's.
Dixie's little boy Owen had fetal neuroblastoma. If you want to know more—and you're up for some scary reading—just try plugging that diagnosis into Google. But he is doing wonderfully, and is living a largely normal life, much to everyone's happiness. Dixie writes:
This is not so much for our son Owen, who has seemingly won his battle with Neuroblastoma. I'm doing this for all the kids we see still fighting when we go to clinic at UNC—and for the kids in pediatric oncology clinics everywhere.Words cannot describe the feelings experienced in one of these clinics. "Heartbreak" is just not strong enough. There are so many kids that the clinic is filled beyond capacity. Strollers crowd every corner because too many babies have to undergo treatment. You hear the screams of children who must endure endless poking and prodding. You see the look of quiet resignation in children who push around IV poles as if it is normal to do so. And then a scary realization sets in—these are the kids are who are doing well enough not to require hospitalization.
Please consider finding a participant near you to support. I can think of very little that's more important.
By the way, Dixie would much rather be compared to Demi Moore or Sigourney Weaver than Britney, and you can't blame her. Hey, Dixie, what about Sinead O'Connor?
