Tuesday, November 16, 2010
This little guy is sweet, kind-hearted, mischievous, funny, inquisitive, peaceful, caring, protective, goofy, hopeful, and trusting. I could not have imagined a more beautiful soul. God knows His business, let me tell you. After all the sad news of late -- Anya not coming home with us, not being able to Dasha and have closure with her --I cling to this light God has set in my life. And it's so shocking! So unexpected!
D follows me everywhere like a little puppy. He stares up at me with those gorgeous green eyes and hangs on every word I speak. When I make mistakes with my Russian (which is a constant occurrence) He laughs and laughs and re-tells my mistake to anyone who will listen.
And he is so inquisitive -- Nastia, is there snow in America? Nastia, does it get really cold there? Nastia, will I sleep on a bed or a couch? Nastia, Nastia Nastia... He asked a thousand questions. Nastia nearly lost her patience more than once.
And he is protective -- when I brought the gifts to his group of twenty boys, and pretty much got trampled by the older ones, he blocked them from me and very sternly told them to back away from " my mama." When those same kids tried to steal the candy out of my hands, Daniel stood up against them. Even the caretaker smiled broadly and said (in Russian) " D! I am impressed! You are a good son!"
And he is kind-hearted -- when Little Vanya cried at my leaving his group, D went and knelt down next to him and said in the softest voice " Don't be sad --She will be back in this many days!" And held up his two hands to show Vanya.
And he is funny -- He took my giant rolling suitcase and pretended it was a baby carriage and sang a famous Russian lullaby while rocking the imaginary baby back and forth. He cracked himself up with that one.
He is so many wonderful things, and even Nastia becomes smitten every time she spends time with him. I just wish I could pack him into my bag and bring him home now. I don't know how I'll get through the months of waiting. God, let it be quick!
Posted by Keri at 12:39 PM