Bath time ended and Lyle walked out of the bathroom and into his room climbing onto the queen mattress laying on the floor. Our nightly routine seemed to have become second nature to him after several weeks. From combing his hair to brushing his teeth to getting all lathered in lotion. Each step being the same sequence every night to try to give him some security in the known. Grant and I lay on either side of him as he gets his go-to books, Little Blue Truck and Snuggle Puppy. We read through these and as Lyle does every night, he points at the objects indicating he wants to know what they are. We give the English word for whatever he may point to and he moves on to the next object. One right after the other. And in the midst of his doing so, we come to this page.
He proceeds to point to the object on the page, but this time after pointing to the small puppy, he takes his hand and pats his own chest. He then points to the large puppy holding the smaller puppy and pats my arm. Chills came over and I looked wide-eyed over our smiling boy to Grant who is just as in awe knowing God is literally giving us a front row seat to the healing of Lyle’s heart.
It has genuinely been beautiful to see all God has done in our little guy in a month’s time, especially since my last post. He can say about 10-15 words, but his comprehension of what is being said by us is what is fascinating. Everyone said they are like sponges at this age and boy were they right! Lyle has now started giving unprompted hugs and kisses and it’s enough to make your heart burst. His papa has taught him how to wink and it’s just about the cutest thing. He is doing MUCH better in the sleeping department which has been a huge breath of fresh air for us all. He continues to love Wally but Wally may change his mind about Lyle man if he keeps pulling his whiskers. He loves being outside and who knew I would love it too with this unseasonably cool weather?! He also got to go to the Travelers game with his friend Bennett and he enjoyed a good ole’ box of ballpark popcorn. He had the time of his life at the Splash Pad with all his buddies and he already clearly knows the meaning of “Saturday morning donuts”! Needless to say, we are just down right having fun.
Grant and I are still reveling in our boy. To us, he is our newborn. We are amazed at each new thing he learns and does. We are noticing things about him we have never known before. We are learning what makes him really laugh and what intrigues him. We are teaching him words and animal noises and how to count. We are enjoying having him meet our family and friends. We are loving our walks around the block and bath time. And boy are we capturing it all. Between my husband being a photographer, me being too sentimental for my own good, and us only having about 50 pictures from our boy’s first 2 years of life…this month home didn’t stand a chance to not be fully represented in picture form.
Each day we are more and more grateful and amazed by God’s hand. Really, we just love having a son, having our child HOME. He is such an undeserved gift. Sometimes I think back to our initial days of trying to have children and I just thank my Lord for choosing this for us. Lyle. My sweet precious beautiful tenderhearted brave boy.