Our family friend is 13 and has cancer. Although the neighborhood families have a huge collection going around, my family and I have not donated as my husband had suggested that we "do our own thing". With this personal connection and mission in mind, I immediately ran to a sporting good store to buy him a pompom hat and matching fuzzy socks. I have also been letting them borrow my copies of movies for them to watch during chemo. I've been making homemade desserts and bringing them by with a note every week. I have gotten so many thank you texts from my friend and she has said that they are "spoiled" by me! We are not the best of friends, but we are close at times. I truly love Ethan. He's a year younger than my son and he could use as much help as possible to feel better. When I went last week to his house, I had such a great and happy conversation with Ethan. He thanked me for EVERYTHING. I felt great. It made me so glad that I could make him feel a little better and I told him that the thanks was not necessary. He smiled as I looked at his hairless head and his thinking body. I realize that if I can put a smile on his face during the hardest times of his young life, I could change the world one mini banana chocolate chip muffin at a time.