Timothy

Yesterday was our official adoption day.  Timothy QianKun is our son now. With each passing moment he relaxes more around us and we get to see his sweet personality.  He has absolutely no developmental delays.  He can count to 10, name colors, and seems to have a large vocabulary for such a little guy.  I say "seems" only because I don't understand his language.  He sings little songs for us and is just so adorable.  He tells me when he wants to empty his bag and, if his fingers were strong enough, could do it himself.  He is attached to both MaMa and BaBa equally and worries if BaBa wanders away from us, calling out to him until he returns.  He likes to keep us together.

His catheter site causes him a lot of pain and he bears it stoically.  "Pain" is a word he says often.  This breaks my heart and I know that he will need surgery soon after we get home.  When he isn't in pain, he makes the most of each minute playing and laughing.  When he tires, he sits quietly and colors.  Last night he brought me his pjs and put himself to bed.  Sometimes it seems there is a wise old man hiding in that tiny body.

Today we went walked around a park and afterwards ate at McDonalds. 

Back at the registration office.

The official handprint.

Hangin with BaBa

Celebrating with a trip to Wal-Mart..

Breakfast

Walk in the park

Ready for bed.