It’s just a joy for me to share the new and relaxed Kira. Every week turns like a page and her story becomes more peaceful and playful. She understands our routine, our characters, our boundaries and our behavior. She is busy exploring every cabinet and cubby she can open. When the boys come home from school she flaps her arms and bounces her bottom and can’t wait for their greeting. Everyone who enters the house makes a straight line into her arms for a warm greeting. Who can deny the good feeling that comes when someone is happy to see you? It feels especially good when you’ve been through the gauntlet to earn it.
When she greets new people she is attracted to jewelry and colored nail polish. She will point to a necklace and say, “oooo” with exaggerated inflection. She even says the word pretty, but it sounds like titty, which in itself of course is funny. She also says, “shoe”, which only means one thing, there are and will be many in her collection.
She is growing taller and thinner but thankfully the triple dimples on her thighs remain squeezably soft and the boys are still jealous over the shape of her shoulders. She babbles all day long with matching facial expressions to show the intensity of her conversation. She has an old flip phone from years ago that she likes to hold to her ear and talk to Daddy. He is the only one who I talk to regularly on the phone so she says “dada” into her phone all day long. She has this little cozy coupe red plastic car that she can climb into and if she squawks or says, Hay!, someone appears to give her a bumpy, noisy, often reckless ride around the house and she squeals with delight. It’s enchanting to see her imagination blossom.
She will sit with her board books for half an hour and sound like she is reading a story, pointing with her little finger at pictures for emphasis, just like I do for her. When she wakes up in the morning she plays in her bed happily with stuffed toys and books until I come for her. She loves her bed. And she knows it’s bed time when I hold her in my arms like a baby. She puts her finger in her mouth and looks deeply into my eyes. Jack likes to put her to bed. He won’t leave until she has fallen asleep. Last night he was baking pumpkin bread when it was bed time and it just annoyed him so much that he couldn’t put her to bed. As I walked with her in my arms to her bedroom he called to me from his floury mess, “mama, remember she likes you to sing to her to go to sleep, I just sing the books. She likes that , you need to do that, ok?” Ok Jack. I have so many helpers.
More than anything she loves it when I take her into the pool or let her play in her sprinkler. Water in the face has always been a delight to her. She purposely goes underwater over and over again without choking. I think she understands about not breathing in when she goes under. The air is warm but the water is a little chilly so her little jaw chatters but she refuses to get out of the pool.
I am having so much fun watching this big person in this little growing package discover her world. The whole experience has been a great blessing, and it is keeping me young by laughing, smiling and being silly all day long. I thank God for opening my eyes and letting me see that adoption was our next step on our journey. I can’t remember when I’ve been so happy.