For the sun doing its happy melting.
For a good friend coming to my rescue with a wonderful, home-cooked meal in spite of her own busy life and obligations (and migraine!). (Thanks, Heidi)
For window markers, a risky purchase which has kept sick boys occupied for good, long stretches of time. The question now is this: do window markers wash out of clothes too?
For antibiotics. Maybe the second type will do the trick for Ethan's never-ending strep.
For advanced technology, NICU doctors and nurses who are fighting for the life of our newest little cousin, Isaiah, born at 23 weeks.