Zane and Vanessa were excited to share in this experience with Hendrix as well. Vanessa made a post-it note to list the settings Hendrix seems to love the most. And Zane loved adjusting the settings.
Adam and I both feel we got intentional smiles from Hendrix these last few days. He's a pretty content little guy with a hefty cry only when he scratches his face or while changing his diaper at a time when he's still half asleep.
One week ago Hendrix already weighed 7 pounds and 4 ounces. He's still eating like a champ and packing on the weight. I think he's near 8 pounds already.
He went to church for his first time yesterday, and just before we left, his umbilical cord fell off. (Vanessa was grossed out by the yucky nubbin, even though both kids have been excited to see what it looks like underneath.) Hendrix handled all the oohing and ahhing and poking at church really well. We were very grateful to share him with everyone. It occurred to both Adam and me at almost the exact same moment, just minutes into the service beginning, that we left the house without the diaper bag. Oops! We'll get back into the swing of things, I'm sure. Good thing we live only seconds away from the church.
I've shared with many that I'm trying to soak up every ounce of this time with this little guy. I believe he's truly a special gift to all of us, to refocus what life is truly about. I know this time will be gone way too soon. And sort of like the Carpenter's song puts it (Yes, I'll always love the Carpenters. Call me cheesy.), one day "I think I'm going to be sad . . . the [kids] . . . driving me mad [are] going away . . ." But in the meantime, I'm thankful to our God for this ticket to ride. . .
