I got a text at 0115 last night from my phone sitting on the small table next to the bed. I assumed it was someone from the place finder site I had signed up for yesterday, so I let it sit.

After a few minutes I was awake and checked it out. It was from my son Riley back in the Seattle area. He was at the hospital with his three year old, Ariella, my second favorite grandchild, who was suffering complications from a recent surgery and was undergoing a CT scan.

He and I both didn't sleep well last night, but the scan came back OK. Something is going on with her and I don't have all the details, but please send her some love.

She is absolutely the prettiest and smartest child I probably have ever known. She has to be OK!