How funky is your chicken?
How loose is your goose?
Come on, all you Cameron fans,
And shake your caboose! Now, shake your caboose!!

Deep in the heart of Kansas, there’s a little boy who is well loved.  His name is Cameron.  He’s smart as a whip…on some occasions much smarter than a little boy his age should be, cute as a bug’s ear (one of my daddy’s favorite sayings), and he’s fighting the battle of his life against a disease that is unrelenting.  Cameron has a rare form of juvenile leukemia.  His family is waiting for a bone marrow transplant in hope that it will save Cameron’s life.  There’s no easy way to say it.  Cameron needs our support, our positive thoughts, our prayers, and our devotion until this evil monster is beaten into submission and banished forever.  The monster is most unwelcome.  And Cam just wants to get back to doing what he does best…running and playing and yelling and asking amazing questions which often cause jaws to drop in awe.

Cameron’s aunt is also well loved.  She has been a friend of mine for over a decade, and she shares my doll passion.  Dolls brought the two of us together, along with some other amazing women, years ago, but that commonality has long since been exchanged for so much more.   When one of us is hurting, we all hurt.  We share the pain as well as the joy.  We’ve celebrated birthdays, graduations, weddings, anniversaries, and births.  We’ve cried together over losses.  Cameron’s battle is OUR battle.  I chose to help fight by enlisting a good dolly friend who also happens to be an amazing seamstress.  She created doll sized “Team Cameron” tees for each of the ladies in our circle.  And the ladies, Cameron’s cyber aunties, have been taking photos of their dolls and themselves to share with Cameron…to show him that he is not alone on his roller coaster. 

If you’d like to be an honorary member of Team Cameron, all you have to do is pray for Cameron and/or send positive energy his way.  Today’s a great day to start as he will be having several procedures done under general anaesthesia this afternoon.  It’s difficult to imagine what he’s thinking. I know his parents understand that people are holding their child close in thought and prayer.  Cam’s parents, his extended family, his cyber aunties, and countless others are surrounding him and pushing forward, arm in arm, to do battle with a foe most reviled.  Please join us.  And thank you.