Levi: You are my pumpkin. (That is one of the names that I have for the kids.)
Me: I love this boy
Levi: I love this girl (Giggles)
Levi: I can't wait for Phoebe to come home.
Me: Me neither.
Levi: She will cry?
Me: Yes she will probably cry.
Levi: I can't hear her crying.
Me: Well she is not here, she is in China.
Levi: Just like me!
Me: Yes just like you were.
Levi: Why?
Me: Because that is where you were born and Mommy and Daddy came to get you.
Levi: Why?
Me: Because we love you.
Levi: And then we go on airplane?
Me: Yes. Then we went on the airplane.
We have never had a conversation like this. The most surprising thing to me was that I don't ever remember talking about bringing him home on the airplane. Not with him I mean. He just remembers.
Another cute thing that he said from about a month ago went something like this:
We were at a local elementary school picking up a friend from school and we were standing beside the playground looking through a fence at the kids playing. There was a little boy who was Asian and as soon as I saw him I knew that Levi would make a comment. He gets excited when he sees other Asian kids, boys in particular. Right away he looked at me with huge eyes and a smile and while pointing at the boy he said "Hey! Like me!" I smiled at him. He looked at the boy who was quite a distance away and yelled "Hey like me!" while waving frantically. As if "Like Me" was the boy's name.
It is a pure joy to parent this kid. And despite all of our parenting failures and screw ups- of which there have been many- he seems to be adjusting well and as happy as he possibly could be. Praise Jesus, our Savior, for that. We are not perfect and never will be. But he is and always will be. Our hope is in Him.
