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No, I didn't make a sale. I have decided to pass the source of my finger cramps on to a deserving little boy who is cuter than Benjamin Button. Everyone, meet Little Monkey


Son of Mr. Tuffy and Mrs. Round Peg, and little brother of Rorysaurus, over at Mostly Medical Misadventures & Mishaps. In case you can't tell, he's celebrating his first birthday and a happy recovery from numerous cranial operations this year. You see, Little Monkey was born with non-syndromatic synostosis. His skull didn't develop properly, which left him sporting a spiked skull at birth. But look at him, wasn't he ultra adorable?


Little Monkey had surgery and grew into those bones.


And then he had another surgery...


And he got to wear the coolest hat EVER!


And now, its like this rough start to life never even happened.


We will be heading over to his place today to help celebrate his first year and to welcome his Uncle Needlenoggin home from the hospital. You can get introduced to this extraordinary family here. Through every trial and tribulation of this year, their smiles have overshadowed their tears. They are THEE most resilient people I know. I love em' to death. These folks are my Cal family and each day that they "keep on keepin' on", they inspire me to continue to overcome.

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I remember when you posted about them earlier this year. Did mom win that contest? Even if she didn't what a lovely family! I am so happy to hear that everyone is doing so well.

Oh he is cute! Look at that big boy sweater he has on with the leather elbows! It's so great that he pulled through that successfully.

He's very cute. My 14 year old nephew had to wear a similar helmet when he was a baby too, because his head wasn't shaped right. He never had to go through any surgeries fortunately, but he did have to wear the helmet for something like 23 hours a day for 6 months.

All better now sweetie, sooo good for you! I wish you little monkey a successful life.

How did I miss these guys?! (I must've been baking or something.)