We had just brought our baby girl home from the hospital. She was born on Leap Day — a day that should have only ever meant joy for our family. We walked through our front door, exhausted but happy, stepping into life as a family of four. And then the phone rang. It was Parker’s doctor. “Come back in. You’re being admitted directly to the PICU.” In a matter of seconds, everything changed. Just days before, Parker — only 18 months old — had been unusually tired. He wasn’t eating like himself. Bruises began showing up on his tiny body, ones we couldn’t explain. Something didn’t feel right. We trusted our gut, and with the encouragement of a dear friend, we pushed for answers. That decision saved his life. Parker was diagnosed with B-cell Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. What followed was a world we never knew existed — hospital stays, chemotherapy, lumbar punctures, medications around the clock, and months of treatment that would completely reshape our lives. One phase required Parker to be connected to a continuous infusion pump 24/7. But there was nothing designed for a toddler to safely carry it while still being able to move, play, and just be a kid. So we created something ourselves. That’s how Parker’s Pak was born — not from a business idea, but from a mother trying to give her child a small piece of normalcy in the middle of the unimaginable. Today, we are still in the journey. Stronger, changed, and deeply aware of how fragile and precious life is. What began as something for Parker has become something much bigger — a mission to help other kids and families feel a little less alone, a little more supported, and a little more like themselves during treatment. Because no child should have to stop being a kid just because they’re fighting cancer.