Sunday, May 6, 2012

Welcome, Samuel!

It's hard to believe that it hasn't even been 6 months that Samuel has been home. It seems like so much more and so much less at the same time. I was looking through pictures the other day of November and December - he was so tiny! He as grown and changed so much. And so have we. The first few weeks were really hard, but I can't quite remember why now? He's always been a happy guy, a great sleeper and a great eater. So why did it seem, at the time, that those first few weeks were so hard? I guess it was the huge change that comes with being 42 and having always had the money and time to do whatever I want. Then, suddenly, there's this little being who takes all the money and time. Fast-forward 6 months and it just feels like family. And now, on those rare occasions when I'm out doing the things I used to do without him, like hike, or travel for work I miss him.

As strange as it sounds, I have known Sam in a lot of ways for quite a while now - even before he really started showing us who he was. So, when in the the first 4 months or so with us he was very well-behaved and quite frankly hardly ever fussy at all, I knew there was much more to come. From the first referral pictures I saw of Sam, I knew that he was willful, strong and brave. I could see it in his eyes. (And we're kindred spirits in a way, I think.)

Recently, I would say he is finally here. He's showing us who he is. His willfulness is coming out in a big way - he's showing us his opinions - his likes and dislikes. He's also showing us more and more love. Both the Samuel I knew was in there - and, a Samuel I didn't know, is making our lives more full every single minute.

What I didn't know about Sam is what a clown he is. He's a riot - funny, silly and happy as can be. When we met him in July he was very guarded. It was hard to get a smile out of him at all. I cried the first day we left the orphanage because I was so afraid there was something wrong with him. He didn't smile until the 4th visit. And now - he cracks himself, and us all day long. Oh what a little love and consistency can do! Our amazing little boy. Welcome. We love you.

Silly little pork chop! The cups are still his favorite. (Thanks Kyndra!)

Our little pilot!

Ready to roll...

With Ethiopian friends:

Mama's favorite time:

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Too cute. I love the little pilot. What an adventure to discover his personality like that.

Me. Us. She. said...

His little widow's peak hairline looks exactly like Ariam's at that age. He reminds me a lot of her at that age. Very fun photos!