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| Where he sleeps |
We got to see him eat lunch. We got to meet some of the people who care for him on a daily basis, including his "baba" (volunteer adopted grandma). We brought some bubbles which he loved trying to blow and chase.
Today was chilly and rainy, so we played indoors with him during our two visits. He loved Daddy's fidget spinner, but wasn't that into a Pooh Bear that we bought special for him. He loves being tickled, and is extremely stubborn when he doesn't get his way. Welcome to the Etter family, little guy!
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| a view of our apartment building on this chilly overcast day |
- He's a one year old in a three year old's body
- Orphanage life must be boring
- He can probably do a lot more than they allow him to do
- There's no consistent discipline
- He is definitely a Daddy's boy
- His special needs include strabismus, and possible low-spectrum autism with some type of oral condition that prevents him from speaking and causes him to drool excessively.
- Eating is a luxury and food must be devoured immediately
- He's too big to sleep in a crib
- The stairwell smells like smoke
- We wish they gave him water more frequently
Lest the world think that international adoption is all butterflies and rainbows, please know that today, our second day with him, was pock marked with epic fails. He was upset that we had to stay inside and frequently showed his displeasure by throwing things or screaming at the top of his lungs. Having a four-year old at home, we are not oblivious to the perils of toddlerdom, but neither are we naive to the fact that we have some work to do. Work to make our son trust us. Work to teach him what's proper and acceptable behavior. Work to show him God's love.
Tomorrow is another day and we'll roll up our sleeves and start again to forge the lifetime bonds that will make us a family.
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