Friday, May 20, 2016

Three months


He now has too many English words to count. He asks less frequently for noodles and more often for "bro-co-li." His shins are bruised, and his arms are sun-gold. He knows all his letter sounds and can spell more than a dozen words (thanks to Elizabeth). He finished a 2K race. He tattles and is tattled on. Playing matchbox cars, building block cities or working through math problems...he is able to stay focused for longer stretches. He grumbles at schoolwork and shrieks with joy when daddy gets home. He sings everywhere and pets the dog. Over and over again he draws pictures of us in a house with hearts and writes, "Milo loves Mom and Dad" and presents his artwork with a countdown to the grand reveal and a hug.

This is what three months home looks like here. It is hard and sweet and exhausting and mostly just...amazing.

4 comments:

Auntie Erika said...

Yay! I have been waiting for this post! He is such a cutie. His singing of the Turnip song inspired us to pick up the book at the library. His perseverance at the race was inspirational as well. And I just love, love, love, that he knows how loved he really is.

Susie Schell said...

Love this; and his picture speaks a thousand words. :o)
Gram

Anonymous said...

beautiful friend! This makes my heart smile. ~ Irene

thecurryseven said...

Oh, I'm just seeing this. What a cutie!! Congratulations. I'm so glad things are going so smoothly.

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