On the sunny side - the sun is shining and we've been able to air the house out several days. Walking around our cul-de-sac pulling the wagon with Callie and Jacob the fresh air and sunshine felt like a reawakening. Just like good health - you frequently don't know what you lost until it's gone and then when it comes back it's just so amazing to rediscover. I just don't know how warm weather dwellers can ever appreciate spring like we do after a long winter. It is nothing short of glorious.
Funny story - Christian was asking for something the other day - his speech is delayed and can be difficult to understand. Jacob told me what it was and Mark said - oh, you must speak Texan ( both boys were adopted from Texas). Jacob said - no I speak Christian. Ella piped up - Well, I speak Callie. Yes she does - when no one else can understand what Callie wants or needs her beloved Ella does. What a blessing for both Callie and Christian to have siblings who feel special that they can "interpret" their siblings to the rest of us. It is certainly no accident they are in this family together.
What a gift of patience Ella has to love her sister so much in spite of how difficult she can be to live with. For instance, we can't have anything hanging on the walls in their bedroom as Callie would/has broken whatever we tried to put up. I watched the other day as the girls were out on our cul-de-sac and a car started to come around - Ella protectively stepped in front of Callie so she would stay to the side and safely out of the car's way. It brought tears to my eyes.
We are so careful to make sure the kids never look at their special needs siblings as a "burden". We want them to be allowed to feel the same way about them they do about any sibling. When we adopted Chad - Conor was 2 and I was pregnant with Jonathan. My dad reamed me out for "burdening" my other children with a brother with Down Syndrome. My retort - and not too terribly patient I'm sure was - he is their brother - he will never be a burden. Their choice to help care for him will be just that - a choice. Just as some people raise their kids to value certain careers - we hope we've raised ours to value caring for each other.