If I raise more than $30 during my Cape Campaign, can that money go towards buying Patches?

“If I raise more than $30 during my Cape Campaign, can that money go towards buying Patches?”

This is a totally valid question! First off, let me tell that this question makes us happy because it means that you are invested in TinySuperheroes and find value in our Patches Program!

However, the short answer to this is no. But wait! Let me give you a little bit of background information about why.

The way TinySuperheroes is able to function at all is based on a pay-it-forward model. When a TinySuperhero is nominated for a cape, we then make them a personalized crowd-funding tool. All we ask is that they share it. $30 funds their own cape, and any money raised over that helps other TinySuperheroes get a cape on the waiting list. Every child nominated gets a cape – no matter what. As of right now, about 30% of people will raise funds, but they raise enough to support 100% of the Squad! 

We recognize that we are all in different places in our lives. Sometimes we are able to give a little more, and at other times we might need a little help. So, we can’t dedicate the extra money raised over to a specific patch for your cape because then our whole business model would fall through, and we wouldn’t have a Cape Program or a Patches Program at all! Not to mention, logistically, this would be pretty hard.

We do, however, offer a new FREE patch every month for all our TinySuperheroes. This patch is based on a different superpower and activity that we all work on as a Squad each month. You can learn more about that here: www.tinysuperheroes.com/patches

Thank you for taking the time to read this to better understand how this all works. We are always looking for clearer ways to explain how our process works. We know it can be kind of confusing because not too many other companies function like us!

In the end, THANK YOU. Thank you for supporting us and for believing in what we do. We couldn’t do it without you.

TinyLetter from Robyn

TinyLetter from Robyn ❤️❤️❤️

If I ever felt confident in my grasp of what is going on with this pandemic, all of that confidence is gone. I’m not sure what the rules are, not sure what the risks really are, not sure if we’re at the beginning, middle of end of the Corona Virus’ impact on real lives.
It seems like staying home is still the safest option, which is increasingly difficult and confusing as counties and cities start opening back up. Everything I read makes me think we are not at a point where we should be opening up, but we’re opening up.
Do we have babysitters? Can my mom come over? If preschool opens, do I send Sheldon? If camps open, do we send the boys? What if we don’t send them but don’t get our money back?
Is our team at TinySuperheroes going to be separated for weeks…months…??? What about the amazing people who volunteer their time to help us, when is it safe to welcome them back?
The ambiguity increases my anxiety exponentially and is all hard to cope with. It feels like the stakes are too high for the decisions that we are all trying to make for ourselves and our families. I wish we were united in our approach so that I could stop second guessing every move I make.
I don’t have any answers.
But two days ago I was cleaning the kitchen (feels like that’s all we do these days) and I looked out the window and there were our three boys, digging in the mud for worms.
***I want to be clear that this same day they had spent approximately 2,304 hours on screens, so if this is making you feel guilty, please do not let it.***
This was just a moment – a very special one – where I knew our extra time at home was something remarkable.
In the midst of the pain and suffering that MILLIONS of people in our country are feeling right now, there are glimpses of hope that in the midst of great anxiety and unknown, we are still ok.

A tiny note from Robyn 4.30.20

TinyLetter from Robyn 🥰❤️

Today’s lessons brought to you by Netflix.

I never wanted to be a teacher. Growing up, my sister and I played school with our cousins all the time. My sister was the teacher, we were the students and Scott was the class dog. Of the 6 of us, 2 went on to become actual teachers…I was not one of them.

I am grateful that (for the most part) we are treating the Corona Virus with the respect it requires and to that regard, I am grateful that schools were cancelled. But I never planned for this.

I must interject here that my husband, Joe, has taken the large majority of the homeschooling duties. It would be easy to interpret this letter in a way that seems I have been carrying the load of homeschooling, but that is not truth. What is true is that the minority of weight of homeschooling that I am in charge of, is really freaking heavy.

So today was my day to be home all day with the boys. (Since we have an empty office, Joe and I have been taking turns spending days there.)

I went to bed last night with the intention of being present with the boys today. Recognizing that it is unrealistic for me to work and homeschool them (while being present), I cognitively told myself that I would not be working during the day today. And without too many fantasies, I actually thought that I was ready to have a good day solo with the boys.

And then I woke up. Sigh.

I started off surprisingly strong. I actually took a shower, put in a load of laundry and cleaned up the house in preparation for its eminent destruction. I managed to get it clean enough to confidently turn the robot vacuum on who normally simply turns himself off upon hitting the first hot wheel because its job is apparently not to actually clean my house.

By 9:00am Sheldon is already on his 3rd episode of Micky Mouse Club House, Rory is fully immersed in the Nintendo Switch and Milo has already convinced me that he needs a sick day. He did. He convinced me. But he is not sick.

With Kindergarten off my plate, you’d think managing Rory’s 2nd grade load would be totally manageable – and it would have been – if my computer hadn’t magically opened itself where 273 text messages, 46 slack messages, a bajillion emails and a long to-do list started pulling me in with their impressive magnetic forces.

I made cinnamon rolls for breakfast because we are out of bread and there’s only enough milk for about 1 bowl of cereal, and I daydream about going to the store tonight by myself to restock. Just the thought of walking the aisles, mask and all, gives me enough hope to proceed with the day.

Somehow many hours pass. It seems like Rory did enough school work to rid my guilt for today and at least now Sheldon is playing with the marble set while watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse – because that is better….I think.

It’s 1pm when I realize I need to figure out what we’ll eat for lunch. Only 1/3 of the boys have changed clothes today (which is actually a decent percentage around here these days).

By 2:30 I’m begging Sheldon to take a nap. It’s a big decision – to wait out the hour of resistance before he falls asleep with the hope of lying down just for a bit myself…or foregoing the nap knowing you’re preparing to deal with a monster around 5pm with a possible earlier bedtime.. I usually opt for the first option – any chance of laying down myself feels worth the risk. It failed so now we’ve endured an hour of screaming and will have a monster on our hands before dinner.

Joe came home and while I tried to minimize my desperation, I basically gave him a high five on my way out the door to head to the store. The 5 minute drive there with the windows down was heavenly. And while 2 months ago I never would have imagined that strolling the grocery store would make me feel human again, it did tonight.

I know that I am blessed to have these 3 amazing kids.

I know that this season of life won’t last forever and that we might even miss it someday.

I know that single parents, working out-of-the-house parents, and many others have an even more impossible path to navigate.

I know that the stress of my juggling act is nothing compared to our neighbors fighting for their lives.

And somehow, while all of that is true, I have learned over time that it is ok to say that this is hard. Because this is hard.

Whatever version of survival you are living right now, whether it feels quiet and peaceful or hectic and tornado-like. Whether you are a nurse caring for someone on a ventilator or if you know the person on the ventilator. Wherever you land right now, just know that it is ok to be right where you are.

If this feels hard, it’s ok to say it. I assure you that my kids are probably having more screen time than yours and that when this is over our house will probably need to be gutted, so if you ever need a pep talk, I’m a good person to reach out to (though as stated earlier, I’m struggling to keep up with messages….).

But for today, I am here and you are here. And here is a good place to be, not matter where it is.

You aren’t alone. Keep putting one foot in front of the other and consider the very survival of another day in the twilight zone a success.

Sending you all of my love,

Robyn (Please send help.)

Super Jett

365 days ago, Jett’s journey was clearly coming very close to the end. I received a call at midnight saying, ‘Jett’s blood has came back very abnormal. His lactate level was dangerously high. I would come in as soon as you can.’

​As I began crying, I hung up the phone and woke up AJ. I said, ‘Jett’s in trouble. I have to go right now.’ As I rushed to the hospital, I prayed so hard. I arrived to his room. His doors were wide open and everyone was there. I walked over and Jett was as white as the walls. I walked over to him and so peacefully placed my hand on his head. I whispered in his ear, ‘Mommy is here. It’s going to be okay baby, you can’t give up on me now. You have fought so hard please keep going.’ The nurse came over to me and asked if I want to go to the waiting room. I said, ‘Absolutely not. This is where I need to be, no matter how bad it gets.’

I walked to his doorway, and I watched the doctors and nurses work on his little body. I watched his monitor as his heart rate dropped. The doctors yelled for a code cart. Everyone was quiet as we watched his monitor, and then doctors began yelling orders. Jett’s heart rate dropped to 30 as a nurse began chest compressions. 

I sat there praying out loud during the chaos. I begged God not to take him yet. I cried and cried, thinking this can’t be how his fight ends. A nurse paged a chaplain for immediate help to give me. We called his cardiologists and surgeons. We were going to place him on ecmo and the doctors said, “No, absolutely don’t do that yet. If he goes on now, he may never come off.’

We got Jett stabilized, and I remember after it all, cleaning his blood off of his crib. His room was a mess from the chaos. All I wanted to do was clean it and get rid of the evidence of what just happened. I bathed Jett and combed his hair so perfectly over. I thanked God for saving him again, and I asked him to continue to give me more time. 

​​The next morning, the doctors expressed how it’s not looking good. His heart function was even worse. I looked at them, stood tall wiped my tears and said, “He will be okay. He will make it. Don’t give up.”

Even now 365 days later, I still remember every single thing about that night. I remember the noises, the doctors, nurses. I remember who did what to save him, I remember the smell, I remember the chair I sat on, I remember the way Jett looked, I remember the sound his monitor made as I watched his heart rate dropped. It’s so very clear, and I believe it always will be. This is something that can never be erased from a mother’s mind. Thanks to all his doctors and nurses who didn’t give up on my son. You worked and worked on his little body when I’m sure you wanted to just cry with me. Thank you. You believed in my son, and you showered me with many hugs and prayers afterwards. You all will always be a part of my family. We love you.

But tonight I will dance with my hero and hold him extra tight. We are home now, and we are enjoying every single second God continues to provide to our family. Today and the days to come are going to be the hardest for my sons donor family. My heart aches for them. They are reminded of their final days with their precious baby. Say many prayers for them, as they need comfort, love and support to get through this. I hope they can feel my love I give them every single day. I have never stopped praying for them, everyday, every second I’m thinking of them. Every time I look at my son, I am thinking of his donor. The baby who lives in my son, the one who is our hero. The one who saved my son’s life.” 
-Super Mom Suzi Leahy

Where do the proceeds go?

The proceeds for the #WeRiseUp Campaign help fuel our TinySuperheroes as they continuously exude hope in their daily battles. TinySuperheroes starts with a cape, but the cape is just the beginning of the journey. We provide many free services to help support the members of our community, and your money will go directly towards these programs. Check them out!

Every month, our TinySuperheroes unlock a new superpower by completing a mission. For each mission that is completed, a new patch is earned for their cape, at no cost to the family! With 3,000 Squad members participating each month, your proceeds help us be a positive impact in their lives by being a constant in their mailbox every month!

We want to be there for our TinySuperheroes and their families from the moment they are diagnosed until the very end. When a TinySuperhero gains their wings, they join our Angel Squad. We then provide the family with a patch and a card. Then every year on the anniversary of their death, we send an “angel seed” to the family. These are made by Seeds of Happiness, and they are a way to let the families know that their TinySuperhero is not forgotten. Your proceeds will help us continue to provide support to these families.

We provide a support group for the parents of our TinySuperheroes. There are over 25,000 active members! Our members are excruciatingly open and honest, and we believe this is one of the most powerful programs we offer for our families. Supplies for craft time live, journaling, and constant moderation are just of the few of the many aspects that are required to make this support group possible!

So, are you ready to Rise Up with our TinySuperheroes Squad and start your campaign?

Super Thomas Beats Cancer!

Three and a half years ago Super Thomas’s parents heard the worst words a parent could possibly hear, “Your child has cancer.” That is when the great battle of Super Thomas vs. Leukemia began. And, we are SO PROUD to announce that Super Thomas has officially beat cancer! Here he is proudly ringing the bell (with his cape on!)

Follow Super Thomas and updates on his incredible journey here.

Puerto Rico TinySuperheroes

I have to tell you an amazing story, and it involves new TinySuperheroes, in Puerto Rico!

Our amazing crew member Maggie has been spending some time working remotely from Puerto Rico! We were happy to support her venture as I am the first to know that some new mental and physical space (along with the ocean) are necessary for the soul to thrive.

Since Maggie was going to be there for a few weeks (and I tend to have a knack for ‘creating opportunities’ when beaches are involved) I reached out to some members of an organization I belong to in St. Louis which has chapters around the world. I was humbled by their immediate response and open arms for us to deliver capes to the children in their hospitals! The love and enthusiasm that many have shown us in Puerto Rico has been inspiring.

So yesterday I caught a flight, Joe embraced running an all boys house, and today Maggie and I had the true privilege of delivering capes to children at two local hospitals here. With their permission, I’d love to share a few of their stories with you.

First we visited Ashford Presbyterian Hospital in San Juan. This is a general hospital so had a low kid-count today, but for me, being able to actually spend time with families is equally valuable as delivering a lot of capes, so we embraced it.

Maggie speaks Spanish. I kind of speak Spanish. About 30 seconds into meeting Super Alberto (above) he told me I should just speak English to him! hahaha

Anyways, what I LOVED about meeting Super Alberto is that he is a typical 14 year old boy, so the idea of some random stranger giving him a superhero cape seemed silly at best. It took a minute, but by the end of my time with him, we were both smiling!

We also got to visit the sweet babies in their NICU and meet the cutest little girl! I’ll include their pictures in a gallery at the end!

Next we went to Hospital Pediátrico Universidad also in San Juan. It is so amazing to see hospitals outside of the systems I am used to. We were able to deliver the remaining 20 capes that we brought with us for the trip and met some incredible kids…some of which I did have to humbly speak to in my rough Spanish!

One of the highlights was Super Alexander. He is 19 years old. A volunteer was with us and went into each room to see if they’d like us to come in before we did. Alexander was in the process of getting blood drawn and he was nervous, so he didn’t think he deserved a cape! He let us in anyways and we loved him the moment we met him! He’s just the sweetest guy, but does not enjoy getting his blood drawn, so I took the opportunity to distract him and tell him how brave TinySuperheroes are for blood draws! He is at University studying the culinary arts and someday I’m going to have him cook for me!

Unlike these teenagers, I wasn’t able to win the favor of this sweet girl, but goodness did she win my heart!

The staff at the Children’s Hospital was so excited about what happened today that they asked us to come back in May to deliver capes to the entire hospital! I can’t tell you what their warm welcome means to us and we would be honored to do so, and that’s the plan! If you’re interested in helping make that happen, click here.

I wish I could put you all into a suitcase and bring you on these adventures with me, but I hope you trust when I tell you that I carry all of you with me when I go. Above all, thank you for helping us empower these incredible kids and families. It may look like a cape, but it is much, much more.

Meet the Crew: Joe

TinySuperheroes wouldn’t be here without Joe. Literally. He has been here since the very beginning. Robyn began her journey by sewing capes in her kitchen as gifts for her family. But what you DIDN’T know is that TinySuperheroes started in Joe’s kitchen too… And guess what? He even gave Robyn her very first sewing machine! So really, it’s all thanks to Joe that TinySuperheroes exists. (Can we get a round of applause?)

But really, Joe has supported Robyn and encouraged her to follow this path. This takes great patience, courage and strength, and TinySuperheroes is blessed to finally officially welcome him as a full-time employee at HQ!

Here is brief overview of some of our favorite things about Joe that make him… well Joe! Joe has this breeze about him that is just so easy-going. He can make everyone and anyone feel welcome. He has a quick wit and an easy smile. He’s the go-to man for good coffee and a true food connoisseur. However, his most famous trademark is his long, luscious red (grey) beard.

For every “Meet the Crew,” I ask each employee how they got involved with TinySuperheroes. When I asked Joe, he said, “I lucked into it.” But lucky for you, I know the real story. And it’s the best type of story… A love story.

The year was 2008. It all started in Philosophy class. Joe knew Robyn was the one when she gave him the “hang-loose” sign after class. 🤙 He later swept her off her feet, and they soon eloped on a mountainside in Seattle, and had three beautiful monsters (cough, cough, children*)- Rory (8), Milo (5) and Sheldon (2, almost 3).

Since then, Joe has worked in Human Resources, until recently when TinySuperheroes snatched him up to be part of our Crew.

“Working at TinySuperheroes is unlike anything I have ever done professionally . . . I get to do a lot of exciting challenging things. It’s also great that we get to see how our day-to-day activities impact the TinySuperheroes’ community,” -Joe Rosenberger.

In addition to Human Resource related activities here at TinySuperheroes, Joe makes sure all of the capes get out the door. This is no easy task, and Joe has proved himself wonderfully. We have never been more caught up…. EVER! The office is more organized, and there is so much more help in all of the many other random activities that start-ups encounter. Joe is the perfect addition to our TinySuperheroes Crew, bringing so much balance both professionally and personally. We ❤️ you, Joe.

Meet the Crew: Kenzie

Need a problem solved? Kenzie is here for you! She has the super-human ability to solve any and every problem. From answering customer service questions, to doing all of the very necessary and very many random jobs at HQ, Kenzie has got it covered!

Kenzie pours her heart into everything she does, and she is constantly radiating compassion and thoughtfulness. So it is no wonder she is a PERFECT fit here at TinySuperheroes HQ!

“I am passionate about helping other people do the things they really want to do. I really love making sure people feel cared for and seen and helping make their burdens feel easier even if it’s through just helping them do one small thing.” -Kenzie

Kenzie seems too good to be true… So, I took the initiative to try and get some dirt on her. And who better to ask than her office-mate, Kristi! While I didn’t find any… I can reveal that Kenzie has her very own pair of work slippers! 😂

“Kenzie has been such an incredible addition to our team. She is an incredibly hard-worker, with an amazing attention to detail. We can always trust that she is going to do an amazing job with whatever she is working on. She makes a perfect office-mate!” -Kristi

When she has some time to herself you can find Kenzie drinking her morning coffee, reading in cozy corners and curling up with her favorite people (aka her husband, Andrew) with a bowl of popcorn to watch movies! One of the coolest fun facts about Kenzie is that she LOVES to celebrate birthdays! (Fun fact: She is also AMAZING at Calligraphy!)

Everyone has their own kryptonite though… and Chinese food and Target are Kenzie’s!

“Chinese food. I can’t say no! I could eat it every night of the week and never get enough. It takes all my money. And Target. Target takes all my money too.” -Kenzie

We love you, Kenzie! Thank you for making everyone at HQ’s lives easier. Thank you for the kind little notes and thoughtful gifts. Thank you for the hard work you do every single day.

Glasses are Cool.

We have an AMAZING online community. TinySuperheroes from across the world joined together to empower Super Megan when her mom mentioned that she was being bullied at school for wearing glasses. We were so inspired by our Squad that we created our new Glasses Patch to remind our TinySuperheroes that their glasses are one of many things that make them Extraordinary!

The positivity goes on forever. Truly powerful and incredible.

The power of social media can be used for so much good. For a community of courage strength, and hope, join our Facebook Group.

To encourage your TinySuperhero that everything about them is Extraordinary, especially their glasses, check out our specialty glasses patch here.