We recently had family photos done as part of a fundraiser for another family’s adoption. Because we moved, and mostly because we had that pesky temporary address, we still don’t have the pictures. Well, we got two preview shots. Here’s one:
But we had our six month post placement visit last week (they want the report done by the six month mark, so you actually do the visit earlier) and we had to have photos to send along with the report. I had hoped to send pictures from this set, but since we don’t have them yet, we went out to Fort Barrancas and took some more.
Ben’s poor face seems to always have some mark or bruise. He bruises easily and is slow to heal. He also picks at his skin (a nervous thing he’s developed) which hinders the healing process. He chews his bottom lip, too, so most pictures catch him with a bruise, a red mark or a bleeding lip. Or all three. (Sigh.)
This is what he does when you ask him to smile for a picture. He’s happy, I promise.
After the picture above, he turned and put his arm around my neck. So sweet. Wayne tried to grab a picture of it, but alas, he looks like he’s being forced to hug me or something.
At five months home, he understands most of what we say and communicates pretty well in English. He repeats new phrases all the time. ( A recent favorite: “What in the world?”)
He still has some food issues when Wayne is around – he waits for Wayne to tell him what he can eat. It doesn’t matter what I say, he waits for Wayne to give permission. If I ask him if he wants milk or water to drink, he looks at Wayne. It’s getting better; just today at lunch he asked Wayne for several things. That’s definitely progress. But he adores Wayne and will just stand around and watch whatever he does.
He generally sleeps well, but sometimes we go in to check on him and he is sitting on the floor, or even sleeping on the floor. The cold, hard floor! I guess after almost four years of sleeping with his foster family, it is probably still odd for him to sleep alone. He doesn’t cry about it, but he has those odd moments of moving somewhere else in the night. Also, if he sees me checking on him, he wants me to stay. One time, he was clearly sleeping and I tried to get up. He immediately wrapped his little arm around my neck and asked me to stay. I asked why he wanted me to stay when he was asleep. “Because I love you, Mommy.” You can’t run away from that. 🙂