Thursday, November 09, 2006

Hambone


The new clothes fit. So much for going with boys' sizes, back to the baby area of stores. His new hat is a bit large, but looks enormous when he's pulling the chin straps. He's entranced by everything in the house, and even though we're trying to introduce new things slowly, it is hard to put one past this kid. He's inquisitive, focused, and a bit overwhelmed. He mugs for the camera. He pets the dogs. I made him a ring for his finger out of playdoh, and when it got stuck to the piece he was playing with, he worried about where it went until The Hub made another. We peeked under the bed at the cat, and I said, "What's that under there?" He said, "A monkey!" Yesterday, he kept himself awake by sheer force of will, wouldn't nap, scared of "no be here," and when we told him that we had to go back to his foster family, he cried for the first time all day and said, "No, want stay." He fell asleep in his carseat, opened his eyes for a moment when I lifted him out, and stayed asleep when I tucked him into bed and covered him with his blanket, which is the only non-clothing possession he has.
The Hub and I are not as terrified. We're still figuring things out, and any moment he'll run through the front door for another visit, his last before the state moves him here tomorrow afternoon, but so far, so good.

3 comments:

Beth said...

What a wonderful picture. Thanks for sharing this with us. I know your busy, but please post, post, post!

cloudscome said...

He is beautiful!

FosterMommy said...

"scared of 'no be here'..."

that's the saddest thing I've heard in a long time.

I hope he figures out quickly that he'll always wake up there and you'll always be there with him.