My new nephew is home from the hospital. He is a big boy baby - that looks uncannily like his Father.
When I called to check on him the other day, his Father worried that he was jaundiced (the baby is breast-feeding) asking, "Hey Sis, can you tell anything by that picture I sent?".
The response was quick and classic Johnson . . .
Sure, Bro. That yellow & green blanket and the subdued lighting in the tiny picture on my POS cell phone sets off your son's skin tone so well.
Insert laughter . . . followed by grumbled explicatives, and the usual raucous sibling banter.
Anyway, as we have a child in our family with AML , this story on CNN (about Broadway/LionKing child-star Shannon Tavarez . . . a mixed-race child in need of a bone-marrow transplant), tugs at the heartstrings.
Our little Lexie is acutally home from Duke . . . after yet another round of intensive chemotherapy. Everyone is praying that the fix is in.
One of the better pictures of my nephew that my sister-in-law ultimately sent me is of a bald/pale little girl in a sundress smiling down on her (mildly-jaundiced) newborn baby cousin.
It brought immediate tears to my eyes, and my heart hurt.
And it's a picture I shall cherish always.
