We may have brought home the cutest boy in all of China. He's really a good looking kid.
He goes ballistic when he spies his bottle. I cannot get it into his hands fast enough.
His skin is like butter. (Say it "like buttah"...from Coffee Talk with Linda Richman)
His noggin still sweats like crazy, but at least I know it has nothing to do with his heart.
He likes to stick his legs out of his crib.
He hates being on the changing table. I have no doubt of his strength...the way he kicks and thrashes about during diaper changes.
90% of the time he is happily calm, if not downright wild with joy.
His lips are enviably plump, and his eyes are like dark chocolate. Mmmmm.
He still gets very upset before I put him to bed, even though he cries for all of 24 seconds (or less) and then sleeps like a rock. Not sure what that's about or how to remedy it.
His nanny must have brushed his teeth. He knows just what to do!
He loves to swing.
He does not like tomato sauce.
He explores everything with the middle finger of his left hand. It's like a little flagellum.
He was truly angry and grieving for a solid three weeks after we met him. I think this is evidence of a strong little personality and will. Jiushu has been through some trauma in his young life--abandonment, surgery, life in an orphanage, being taken away by two slightly neurotic parents and joining a new family. I know he doesn't yet realize how much better his life will be from here on out. But I can see that this boy has a fighting spirit...definitely not a bad thing. And we are teaching him, day by day, what it means to feel consistently happy, safe, content, and loved.
Here's to the next month...and all that we have yet to learn.