Not long after we walked in the room John Paul perked up. The little boy who didn't make one single sound all morning was ready to start talking :) We don't understand much of what he says, but it is very clear he wants to communicate, and he has things to talk about.... just like his other siblings!
Jill ran out for some take out lunch and he ate like a champ. We loved watching him come 'alive', and then about three o'clock he sat down in my lap and promptly fell fast asleep. Matt took Luke and ran out for some supplies while I held my sleeping boy.
Monday afternoon I felt like we saw again how dearly his foster mom loved him. John Paul thinks he is funny, he expects someone to laugh at his antics. It's clear he expects to be paid attention to, to be free to roam and play, to explore and come back and explore again. His foster mama convinced him he was special. And he is!
We ate dinner with our friends - and then back to the room for bedtime for everyone. Luke was through the bath and into bed first, and then we put John Paul in the bath. And he loved every splash-y minute. He made a tremendous water-y mess and was pure delight to watch. A little post-bath snuggling and he was fast asleep.
We all crashed by about 9pm, which was a blessing since Tuesday would be longer and more challenging than any I've had in a very long time.
1 comment:
What sweet memories of your 1st day together. And to see so clearly the love and nurturing that John Paul has already been given. Such generosity from his foster family. God is so good. Anxiously awaiting 'the rest of the story'.
r& m
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