Tommy plays the xylophone while I do a little fine motor work with his new sister.
We’re excited that Verity can now drink water. No more thickener! This is a very big deal! And just in time for her third birthday celebration! Hurrah!
Tommy can sit in the bath unassisted, but he needs the extra support in order to kick his feet and play with toys.
He loves the bath.
He loves everything except his seizure medication, haha.
Yes, we have room for you at our sandbox, Tommy.
He doesn’t have the sensory issues that Katie deals with.
You are seeing that correctly. Katie’s taste testing the new sand.
Katie-tested and approved.
Benjamin is experiencing premature balding.
On Tommy’s second day home, Katie was grouchy and kept crawling away from everyone else with a very disgruntled look, as if to say, “If you don’t take him right back to that orphanage, I’m running away from home.”
Which was her way of telling us she needed extra reassurance that we still love her.
Baby Benjamin, you are such a precious little complication in life.
Fuzzy sweet little soft head bobbing at one’s shoulder more than makes up for the broken sleep, spit-up gushers and diaper blow-outs at inconvenient times.
Big day at duPont Hospital. I’m waiting until all the results are in to list them here on the blog. We met some pretty special people this time. Maybe I’ll have time five years from now to write about it, tee hee!
Sweet little doodle goes grocery shopping~
Favorite place to chill out~
A couple of our older boys did farm chores for our friends last weekend and brought home large quantities of fresh milk and eggs.
Can you believe that all this rice pudding was gone in less than two days?
This pot holds five gallons. The rice pudding hardly made a dent in the quantities of milk in our refrigerator. Some of the rest is destined for homemade ice cream for Verity’s birthday party. Yes, she’s still a non-dairy girl, but we’ll give her a few small tastes for the occasion.
In the church nursery. With a little help, Tommy did very well during the meeting time.
Stephen loves his new brother with complete, innocent acceptance, and is just as demonstrative with Tommy as he is with Katie.
It was a joy to finally introduce Tommy to some of our good friends.
We left the house bright and early to travel to the Shriner’s Hospital for Children in Philly. Our driver was a kindly older gentleman who’s made the trip with many families over the past dozen years.
Laura’s teaching Tommy, “Give me five!
“Dobro momche! Good boy!”
Best thing about our day at Shriner’s was meeting up briefly with another adoptive mom. Thank you, C, for your hastily-assembled care package; it ministered to us.
Tommy had his breakfast on the way to the city and his lunch on the way back to our pretty little corner of the country. It was a time-saver that I could feed him on the way. If I’m not doing at least three things at once, you know, I feel that I’m being somewhat wasteful. I’ve learned to nurse Ben while feeding two children and eating my own meal.
This is how Tommy takes his liquids.
Another blessing of having a driver–riding next to my new boy.
We get to watch Tommy’s atrophic skin heal over the next year or so, just as we did Katie’s. It’s rewarding to make him protein-rich, nutrient-dense meals and see him begin to prefer it to baby food. He’s already gained a pound and a half.
My other new boy. He did this during most of the morning, thank the Lord. His calm disposition minimizes the traveling circus effect.
Tonight during our family Bible Time, Laura told us she was thankful to be able to go along to Philly. She enjoyed her four quiet hours to read and a new and interesting experience in return for her help.
We know we’re getting close to home when we’re surrounded by Amish farmland.
P. S. No photos of this, but the best part of Tommy’s first week home was introducing him to Grandpa, Grandma, Grandpop, and Grandma S. Thank you all for loving our boy! We love you!