Thanksgiving

Yesterday we had our first holiday with Mr. Everest Chunhui Lentz. It was a good one. He was all sorts of excited. Just seeing and meeting new people is enough to turn him into a major show-off, even more so than when it is just Ryan and myself. He was hilarious. I don't know where he gets his energy. I wish some would spill over onto me because I honestly can't keep up. I am hoping he settles down a little once he is more into his routine. We can't get anything done because we are swinging him in the air or playing kung fun swords all of the time. Believe me, I like kung fu swords as much as the next girl, but I also like a somewhat clean house. So anyway, Thanksgiving was fun but it was still stressful because we still are not sure about this stranger living among us. We are not sure if he will be scared, if he will get car sick, if he will have a major meltdown. It is stressful, all of these unknowns. It makes us uneasy and scared much of the time. But we also get so much joy from the little man.

He really is a great kid. A resilient survivor. Tonight we knew that his blisters were bad on one of his knees but we didn't know just how bad since he didn't have a bath at grandma and grandpa's yesterday. Well half the skin on his knee was missing. It looked like his entire knee had turned into a blister and the top half had popped. We are not sure though. We don't really know what we are looking at half the tine with his skin. So it took us about an hour in the bath trying to get it off and then finally Ryan was able to get it off while I held him. It looks terrible. He was such a good boy about the whole thing tonight. No tears. I think he is used to pain. I think that is why he didn't cry with all of his immunizations. Like, this is child's play folks, are you kidding me?!? A couple of shots is nothing!

He is a tough little brut on the playground though so I know that is causing him a lot of additional problems with his skin. The muscle tone in his legs isn't all that great and couple that with his huge bandages and you have a wobbly two legs trying to navigate big boy playgrounds. His knees sometime see more pavement than the bottom of his feet.

Tonight we went to our town's holiday festival and parade. I felt so proud of my family. My husband, my son, myself.