Bennett was so brave today. With some prepping the day before about what to expect for surgery, he was able to express to us sincerely that he didn't want to go because it would be scary. Fair enough buddy. But we all held hands and got through the morning. And he did amazing. Every part of it was smooth - minus the death grip and super sad face when daddy handed him off to the anesthesiologist. But he was in such great hands. And we got the sweetest note from the OR nurse. So proud. As we walked to our car he even said, "That was fun!" It may have been the morphine talking but either way, I'd call that a success.