Dear Jordan,
You don't just say "thank you", you go beyond the call of duty! You say "thank you much"! It is so cute. You said it to the cashier at Sprouts this morning. It just rolls of your tongue. You've also started growling. We have no idea where that came from but it cracks us up so you keep doing it. You'll say something and it sounds like you are doing your best Gollum impersonation! You are just a silly guy.
Your Dad came home from Haiti last Sunday. We went to the airport to welcome him home. Because we left your Mimi's house, I left in plenty of time to get there. We were running early, so I stopped at Starbucks and we went inside. You sat at a table by yourself and played on the ipad while I waited in line. You kept looking at me to make sure I knew where you were and every once in a while you would call "Mama!". I guess you were a little concerned about making sure I didn't leave you!
You made your Dad's day when you ran to him at the airport. You saw him and took off with your arms up in the air. I don't know who was happier, you or him! First thing you did after he picked you up and hugged you was you pointed at me and said "Mama!". Your Dad carried you over and you grabbed both of us around the neck. You were so happy for us to all be together again! It took a few days before you stopped freaking out if one of us left the house.
This week, the city of Norman is here in the backyard laying new plumbing pipes. They have big, heavy equipment and you are a happy kid. You keep running to the front window and then back to the back to keep an eye on them. You even pulled up a chair today so you can sit comfortably and watch them work. We're both going to be sad when they leave!
This has been a hard week for me. I found out yesterday that a dear friend, the one who supported me the most when I was praying for and waiting for you, has cancer that has spread and there is nothing anything can do. Someone reminded me of the verse in John when Peter says "Where else can we go?". That is the point we are at now. The doctors cannot do anything. All we can do is pray. Sometimes it is easy to think that this is our last resort, but I try to keep remembering the God of miracles is the one who we are praying to for this miracle. I look at you and I see a miracle, both in your birth and in how He brought you into our family. I know He can do big things.
It makes me cherish you even that much more, Buddy. Our life on this earth is gift and none of us (regardless of cancer or health) is guaranteed a day. I hope that we live each day that we have together to the fullest.
I love you, little man.
Mom
You don't just say "thank you", you go beyond the call of duty! You say "thank you much"! It is so cute. You said it to the cashier at Sprouts this morning. It just rolls of your tongue. You've also started growling. We have no idea where that came from but it cracks us up so you keep doing it. You'll say something and it sounds like you are doing your best Gollum impersonation! You are just a silly guy.
Your Dad came home from Haiti last Sunday. We went to the airport to welcome him home. Because we left your Mimi's house, I left in plenty of time to get there. We were running early, so I stopped at Starbucks and we went inside. You sat at a table by yourself and played on the ipad while I waited in line. You kept looking at me to make sure I knew where you were and every once in a while you would call "Mama!". I guess you were a little concerned about making sure I didn't leave you!
You made your Dad's day when you ran to him at the airport. You saw him and took off with your arms up in the air. I don't know who was happier, you or him! First thing you did after he picked you up and hugged you was you pointed at me and said "Mama!". Your Dad carried you over and you grabbed both of us around the neck. You were so happy for us to all be together again! It took a few days before you stopped freaking out if one of us left the house.
This week, the city of Norman is here in the backyard laying new plumbing pipes. They have big, heavy equipment and you are a happy kid. You keep running to the front window and then back to the back to keep an eye on them. You even pulled up a chair today so you can sit comfortably and watch them work. We're both going to be sad when they leave!
This has been a hard week for me. I found out yesterday that a dear friend, the one who supported me the most when I was praying for and waiting for you, has cancer that has spread and there is nothing anything can do. Someone reminded me of the verse in John when Peter says "Where else can we go?". That is the point we are at now. The doctors cannot do anything. All we can do is pray. Sometimes it is easy to think that this is our last resort, but I try to keep remembering the God of miracles is the one who we are praying to for this miracle. I look at you and I see a miracle, both in your birth and in how He brought you into our family. I know He can do big things.
It makes me cherish you even that much more, Buddy. Our life on this earth is gift and none of us (regardless of cancer or health) is guaranteed a day. I hope that we live each day that we have together to the fullest.
I love you, little man.
Mom
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