David has had to work mega hours this week, and weekend, and I've barely seen him. I've spoken to him for maybe 2 minutes a day, and it hardly counts as conversation. As for the other man in my life, Zinabu talks NON-STOP. He wakes up talking and doesn't stop until he closes his eyes. Yesterday we went to a playground and Zinabu heard a family speaking in Spanish. I swear his eyes lit up and he thought, "Hey! There's another language I can learn! MORE words!" He uses short phrases, and he speaks half Amharic, half English. But he says the same thing over and over and over again. When we're all together in the car or sitting eating dinner together, I will tell Zinabu something, and he repeats it to everyone else as if they didn't know what I said. He talks to himself, he talks to his toys, he follows me into the bathroom and talks. The only time he's quiet is when we're out in a public place with lots of people and he feels intimidated. Then he's very quiet and he clings to me like I'm a life raft. It's good though. He seems to know that David and I protect him and are his family, while others are not. That's a huge step in the bonding process.
Today we are skipping church (scandalous!) and enjoying a day together! It's sunny, warm, and a great day to dig in the garden. I'm a little behind this year with my seedlings, so I may have to suck it up and buy some vegetable plants and flowers. But I won't bore you with all those details. Have a wonderful Sunday!