This sweet baby just lost his battle to Neuroblastoma at the age of 3 years old. Why is cancer such a little bitch? Why haven’t we found a cure? Why a 3 year old little boy? Why? After reading about Arieson’s battle (starting at 13 months), I heard my little Logan crying in his crib. I ran to him, picked him up, held him as tight as I have ever held anything in my life and cried. I cried for Arieson’s mommy Andrea, I cried for all of the parents who lost their babies, I cried for all of the babies that lost their parents. As I felt Logan’s little chest moving up and down and as I listened to his sleepy sighs, and saw that sheepish grin I thanked God for every minute he has given to me with my precious, precious baby. I can not possibly imagine what Andrea is going through right now; its not fair, its just not fair. Please say a prayer for her tonight or send a thought her way.