One of the reasons we did not take Carter out on Halloween was because it was Fred's last home game. It's hard not to want to cry when I think about Fred (and our other guys) graduating at the end of the year. I can't believe the football season is almost over. We have been through a lot with Fred since he moved in as a sophomore... his mother's death, 3 surgeries, multiple trips to the ER, vacations, holidays, sports, school... and the list goes on and on. He has opened our eyes and changed our lives and we are so proud of all that he has accomplished.

On Wednesday night we were hanging out in the kitchen when he casually asked if I would stand with him on Senior Night on Friday before the game. I don't know how I answered without totally losing it. I told him that we would of course be there. So... on Friday we were Fred's escorts. There are not many more moments in my life that I feel prouder of than that one. To have Fred walk through the football team and hand me a flower. To be standing on the football field with the team suited up before one of their last big games. To be standing in a line where almost every other senior football player had a parent standing next to them. To say we were honored is a huge understatement.