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Yay, Team Kenyon!

I've written about the Kenyons before. They are an inspiration. They also went through something no one should ever have to: losing a child. Little Will was one reason I started this blog, way back in 2004. I think a little piece of everyone who heard his story passed away with him the day he left us.

Click here to see pictures of three sweet, beautiful boys. Read their family's story. Then donate to the March of Dimes' March for Babies if you can. Or find a walk in your area and sign up to participate and collect donations yourself.

Tim and I are so lucky; we had a full-term, healthy baby boy with no complications. To ensure that the risks and challenges decrease for other babies-to-be and their families, we support the March of Dimes in its invaluable research efforts. I plan to walk with them on April 16 in Iowa City, remembering Will and celebrating his two adorable, treasured siblings!

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Mary said…
Thanks, Amy. Team Kenyon marches on and we're so lucky to have you with us!

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