sunday snapshot: {my boy}

My girls are loud and rambunctious. Definite talkers. And sometimes in the midst of them, my boy can be overlooked. He is quieter. Slower to put his feelings into words. But he is my deep thinker and deep feeler.

As we are moving forward in the adoption, the girls are excited. But Josh has some reservations and worries. This is who he is. He thinks and thinks about things. Worries about them. Thinks about them from another angle. Possibly worries some more. He was the same way when we moved to China. Not excited and unsure of this big move. But once we were settled and some of his fears were addressed, he realized that he really likes it here. Now he would tell you that he likes BOTH China and America. Both are his homes. But in any big change, he needs time to sort it all out. When I asked him what he was worried about with a new child, he shared some of them with me. And some were what you would expect:

"I am worried that the baby will get into my legos."

I reassured him that it was understandable and that we will keep the door closed to the room with the Legos. But his next fear got me.

"I am worried that other people will see that the baby is different from us and laugh."

Oh, my sensitive, sweet boy. His heart is so big. And you know, I can't promise that this won't happen. Just to make sure he was not worried about our love for him or his place in the family, I asked him if he was worried that we would love him less. He looked at me as if I was crazy and said emphatically, "NO." Oh, okay just checking.

He recently lost another of his teeth. He lost his front two while we were back in the States this past summer. This time he lost the one right next to it. Since none of the others have started to come in, he has this adorable hole in the middle front area of his mouth. In fact he can stick his tongue out with his teeth clamped together! But he is a little self-conscious about it. I wanted to get some pictures of it and he was determined not to smile with his mouth open.

Mouth firmly closed.

But he was giggling and fighting opening his mouth.

And the battle got harder. . .

Until he couldn't stand it and his grin broke free.

I love this crazy boy of mine. He has grown so much in the last couple of years.

And as he continues to process through the adoption, I know more worries will come up. And while I can't promise that "everything will be ok." Because how can anyone promise that? I can promise him that we will love him more each day and another baby won't take away from that. I can also promise him that we will hear everyone of his concerns and will do what we can to work through them with him.

Because I just can't describe how much this little man means to me.

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