What did Katie love best, one year ago?
A year ago, Katie loved to stay in her bed.
See the disgruntled expression on her face? Her protesting hand attempting to push me away? This photo was snapped quickly just minutes after Katie was lifted out of her bed. A minute later, she began to fuss, and Baba Donka put her back down in the bed.
One year later, what does Katie love best?
Katie loves to play.
She loves to eat. Well, everything but plain cooked red beets. Can you blame her?
She’s gone through two major growth spurts over the last month or so.
She loves attention and affection in spite of her institutional autism, and is more willing to make and hold eye contact for slightly longer periods of time.
She loves it when we get silly with her…
…and she loves to laugh.
She loves to be outdoors…
…with her brothers and sisters…
…who know how to make her laugh…
…and like to bring her little treasures.
She loves to make a seemingly endless…
…of facial expressions, which we have learned to read. She loves that.
She loves to come to mama, and sometimes says, “Um,” when she wants me to go to her and say, “Come.”
She loves to stand upright!
She doesn’t yet love to go up onto her hands and knees, but she’s beginning to find out that it will be a useful skill! Usually, I am over her, supporting her in a hands and knees position, and rocking her front and back and side to side while singing a little song about it, just like I did for Verity.
She loves music, and the xylophone is one of her favorite toys.
She loves to explore her space, and is getting more adventuresome. [Not that these photos really show that, but here she is taking off.]
She loves to hear us praise her for learning new skills, like clapping two toys together!
Or like signing “eat,” “all done,” or “please!”
Or like climbing onto the mini trampoline!
She loves the water!
She loves it when I dress her up and make a fuss over how pretty she is.
Katie has no inkling of the significance of what God has done through her life.
All Katie knows is that she loves life as a greatly beloved daughter and sister in our family.
“O Lord, You brought my soul up from the grave;
You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.”