Last night we were talking about how far this little guy has come....how much he has endured in his short life and how hard he has had to work for each small victory. It often seems that he is not the same little baby boy we met five years ago. This morning he buttoned his own shirt (completely on his own for the first time!!) and then later he zipped up his coat on his own!! It wasn't easy....he told me he was mad several times, and had to take some deep breaths and try again and again.....but he did it! Because he CAN. He is SO capable. Sometimes my own impatience, or just my underestimating his ability, gets in the way. I am SO proud of him and probably don't say it enough.
I realized this morning that next week will be five years since the week he came home. I used to remember all of these dates so vividly as they came....first meeting in October, court in December, picking him up 30 days later in January.....but now I tend to forget. I didn't really even think of it these past few months as they came and went. Those dates will always be special....always be a vital part of his story....but I think with each passing year it feels more and more like he has always been here.....that it couldn't possibly be the same little boy from across the ocean because we were never apart. ❤