"Your hair is like..."

So, we were sitting in church last Sunday. Zach and Katie needed to be separated. We put Katie on the right side of Steve and Zach on the left side of me, hoping that being separated by two parents would be more effective than the one-parent-separation of the week before (which was painful).

Zach was feeling affectionate and wanted me to wrap my arms around him, which I did gladly. He was smiling up at me and talking away before the service began. Then, he puts his arm on my shoulder and runs his hands through my hair. Keep in mind that this is hard to do because my hair is getting so long (still short, but...) that I need much more hairspray to keep it in place. He gets this cute look on his face and continues to feel my hair. Very touching. Then he sweetly looks at me and says:

"Your hair is like a tree."

I laugh; Steve laughs; the woman in front of us (a friend, thankfully) laughs. I realized that, when you put that much hairspray on your hair, it can feel a little like BARK!

Yes, his English is coming along!

Just had to share a laugh. More pictures of Zach now riding his bike without training wheels (YEAH Zach!!!), coming. And, by the way, when you put a lot of pressure on really strong training wheels, they do eventually get warped! We were so proud when he took off after the first try without them.

Praising God for wonderful news!

I am stunned. Zach was scheduled to have his eye surgery to correct strabismus (crossing of the eye) this Thursday. We went to see the eye doctor today for a pre-surgery exam and he no longer needs the surgery! Praise God! When we visited in January, his eyes were crossing at 9 degrees. They are now at under 5! She said she would consider this outcome a "successful surgery" had he had the surgery. The doctor can't explain it. She said this just doesn't happen in a child this age -- maybe an infant, but not an 8 year old. She suggested that it could be due to better nutrition, but I know that it is because so many people have been praying for Zach! We couldn't be happier, and neither could Zach. He was so excited. When we got outside, he gave me a "high 5" and wanted to talk to everyone, even the church secretary, and tell them that he didn't need surgery, his eyes were better. He thanked people for praying for him (which is, in itself, a huge praise!).

God is good, and He does answer prayer.

Also, we received some wonderful news about Zach's MRI results. Apparently, there was an interruption in the development of his brain one or two weeks after conception (amazing what they can see), which caused a cleft that corresponds to the left sided weakness from which he suffers. There was nothing new to report and we have no new "issues" we need to manage! Hallelujah! All praise goes to a loving and merciful God who does listen to our prayers.

In Christ,
Cindy