My grandfather is sick. Correction - my grandfather is gravely ill and needs your prayers. He has been told by doctors in Sioux Falls that he is in the final stages of congestive heart failure. Both his cardiologist and pulmonologist say there is nothing more they can do. He has decided to get a second opinion from the Mayo Clinic in Rochester if they accept his case. My mom, grandma and grandpa will head to Mayo on Monday if they accept him.
If Mayo concludes the same outcome, he will accept they've done everything they can. Please pray for a safe trip for my mom and grandparents. Please pray for answers, whatever they may be. Please pray for my grandfather's comfort and peace in the hope he has as little pain as possible for the remainder of this journey.
He is not ready to go. He told my mom yesterday he still has unfinished business. He wants to plant another garden, fish, and watch his great-grandsons Skyler and Little Rip (what he calls Torin) grow up.
Little Rip wants that too, Grandpa. We all do.
Torin is growing like a weed. He now runs, not walks, everywhere we go. Outside is where we spend most of our time. 
He is talking up a storm this past week. Lots of baby babble...but Mama, Baba and WufWuf (Cooper) are what we can make out of it. He is signing constantly...most of the time it is 'more', but he also knows 'all done' and even has started 'please' sometimes. 
He loves to push things around and is fascinated with things with wheels. 
Climbing is also new on the list. He knows how to go up steps well but hasn't mastered going down yet. We won't be moving the baby gates anytime soon.
