Reunion

After having been separated from him for four months, I've grown a stronger, tighter hold to Liam. It's really crazy to think that we were separated for that long, but when I look back, everything makes sense. Every decision we made was logical and well thought-out, and maybe this is why I felt guilty for the duration of our separation-- that there was a justification in mom's mind to be separated across the globe for that long. Anyhow, enough with the past especially since we are reunited and joined at the hip.

Liam's new favorite fruit is bananas. He absolutely adores Pororo and eats dduk-gook especially well. His favorite toy is his orange rider that has the function of a skateboard except you sit on the board. He will scurry about the living room as fast as he could, and once he gets bored, he will signal for me to ride in the back of the single seat, which requires me to carefully position myself so that I don't hurt myself. After some time, he tells me to get off and brings the cheaper, lower-tiered toy train rider with plastic wheels that barely roll. He signals that I get on that and share the same enthusiasm as he glides smoothly about our house while I haul my ass on the cheap plastic train. We do this every day. 

Liam has the full-bloomed character of a boy-- he has a victory laugh. The sound is one of triumph that jeers at the opponent. It is accompanied with a smirk of "I got you" and he never fails to put it on full display/audio when he defeats me in whatever he does. Absolutely hilarious. But at the same time, he is the sweetest little boy ever. He really loves his mother and shows me even in the most subtle ways. Being with him truly makes me feel alive and everything is worth it.