We are on day 9 with Sam in the apartment, and life has changed. He is such a good little guy. He listens to us really well most of the time, and when he can tell what we want him to do he almost always does it. Sometimes he does it with the saddest face ever as he is mustering up tears of sadness for being told “no” or tears of hurt because we had to get onto him. He has such a tender heart.
He’s already met his grampy and grammy and poppy and yaya over skype, and he’s learning his way around the kitchen cabinets. He loves to carry kitchen things to the bed and bedroom things into the kitchen. We’ve had our share of dirty diapers, too. Last night we were having dinner at some Kazakh friends’ apartment when we smelled him. Charity took him in the other room, and I heard her yell my name, so I went to check it out. Calling for backup for a dirty diaper can be nothing but bad. It was coming out the side of his diaper and was in his pants and even had gotten on the front of his onesie somehow. The boy had let it loose. His pants were ruined for the evening, and we had not brought a new set of clothes, so we had him in a diaper and they sent us home with him in a pair of the wife’s sweatpants. Nice!
Bath time is also crazy. It was crazy bad, now it’s crazy good. The first few days he would scream like crazy in the tub and freak out when we poured water on his head. He even started crying when we got him close to the bathroom. Now he cries when we go into the bathroom and come out without running any bath water.
Dad and Sam were playing around the apartment and wound up in the bathroom. He has some bath toys that were in the tub that he was interested in. I tried to put him in the tub just to get used to it some without water, but he was not interested. He just wanted to play with the toys from the safety of the tile. After a while he was too curious to stay at a distance so he wanted in the tub. He wasn’t real comfortable, and wouldn’t sit down, but he was happy to be close to the toys. Finally he forgot where he was and sat down and started playing and throwing all the toys out of the tub.
We did that for a while and finally I offered to turn the water on slowly, thinking he would freak and want out. I turned it on and started playing with it and almost immediately he wanted to play with it, too, so he moved closer. He gradually got closer and closer until he was getting his clothes wet, so we stripped him, again thinking he would catch on, but he did not. He just loved playing in the water. So we put the stopper in and let the tub fill up while he played and splashed in the water faucet. Once the tub started getting full he started splashing it everywhere, and that is his agenda in the tub now. And he loves it. You can’t give him a bath without getting one yourself, but it’s a lot of fun to participate.
So Sam is great. It’s amazing how he’s already changing and how much he is changing us. Now we are just waiting on some things to happen with our coordinators and paperwork to get home. It’s a strange feeling and we are getting more and more ready to go home everyday. Everything we came here for, at least knowingly, is finished. So now we are just waiting to go home, but we can’t get little Sam out of the country and into the States. So we wait.
Please pray that things would happen quickly. We are checking on the status of some things and working through some things to try to get out of here, so please pray for bigger things that we can see and bigger answers than we can even imagine. Thanks for walking with us. Hopefully we’ll be able to walk it in person with many of you sometime soon.